Dear Dr. Dyson,
‘Michael Eric “Dynamic” Dyson is a coward.’
That was my initial thought after you at first accepted, then abruptly reneged on your acceptance of my creative-poem challenge to you in behalf of long-overdue reparations for ADOS (American Descendants of Slavery).
I thought to myself, ‘What kind of honorable man goes back on his word, especially for a cause as noble as economically, politically and socially repairing the most forgotten, neglected and mistreated people in the history of the United States, since its very founding?’
I then said to myself, ‘Marianne Williamson can’t possibly be more courageous and more committed to the humanity of ADOS than Dr. Dyson, himself a member of the ADOS community and who traces his very lineage to our uber-brave forebears, the enslaved black Americans whose free labor is the very foundation on which the American economy is built.”
I quelled my emotionalism, Dr. Dyson. Who am I to mischaracterize another man, let alone a fellow ADOS? To say I was disappointed, however, is an understatement. I looked forward to the fun. But more than that? I looked forward to the gift we would have presented to our fellow ADOS—poetry the likes of which no other two individuals, the world over, could have created.
My greatest sadness? That other ADOS, and non-ADOS around the world for that matter, were deprived of your creative advocacy, if only a few stanzas of rhyme and meter, of lyrical alchemy at which even your boy Jay-Z would have likely marveled.
But I won’t question your courage, Dr. Dyson. I won’t question your heart and commitment to the repair of our fellow ADOS. I recognize this is yeoman’s work, arguably the most unenviable task of our people in this most turbulent of political times.
It’s not for the faint of heart. ADOS are on the verge of extinction, according to the data. We could certainly use your advocacy.
No, you’re no coward, Dr. Dyson. If, however, you decide to remove our doubt, my challenge to you is open-ended.
People can evolve, right?
Spit on, professor. Upward and onward.
Be afraid to die without having done something for the betterment of humanity. -Rg2
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