What's Your Price?

I was watching The History Channel this morning, and a program detailing the history of "America" was founded.  The program discussed how RUM was the most precious commodity because it was used to purchase Africans from other Africans.  I felt somewhat angry . . . I understand that what took place was over 400 years ago, but to think that people would sell each other into slavery for alcohol is hard to fathom.

I thought about our current situation as Black people in the world, and how easily people sell themselves or sacrifice others just to make money or have material gain.   It's true that my ancestors are the only race that did not voluntarily migrate to America.  There is so much widespread corruption in African nations, tribalism and war.  We understand that the Europeans started some of the division, but it's hard to blame the Europeans entirely when it was brother against brother and sister against sister. 

Instead of focusing on personal gain . . . what is the price of unity?  What is the price of togetherness?  Something to think about . . .

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