It was refreshing that no politicians were invited to speak this year at the observance of the African Holocaust Day (Maafa Day) at the Seawall Bandstand. It was a calm afternoon with no heckling, few distractions, or other disturbances as was seen last year when government officials and politicians were present.
The sun was sharp, but the small gathering was determined to honour those who were stripped of their culture, language, spirituality, dehumanised, colonised, enslaved, and who perished under the weight of their oppressors’ scorn. Oppressors who did not know the true essence of the Divine, yet some claimed to know God and even in some instances claimed that the atrocities they brought on the people they subjugated was the will of God. The oppressors and the enslaved worshipping the same God never made sense to me.
