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This morning I had a dream about a Black Christmas!

And it was the most incredible dream!

I dreamed that black people dreamed

About black liberation and other black things...

I dreamed that on Black Friday

Instead of trampling over each other

To get to other people's stores and products

We ran to each other

And had a homecoming that lasted forever!

I dreamed that I went to the corner liqour store

And it had turned into a grocery store

With fresh fruits and vegetables

And there was a brother behind the counter

An O. G. (Original Guru/Griot)!

I dreamed that I went to the local church

And instead of talking about being saved

For a far away God and a faraway Heaven

They were having a townhall meeting

And had decided not to conduct

Another single religious service

Until all the violence was stopped

And all the local deities were saved

From poverty and ignor-ance and premature death

And heaven was reestablished

Right here on earth in our communities!

And I dreamed

There was a crack rock on the block

As big as a boulder

And nobody touched!

And everybody left it there

As a monument, memorial and tombstone

To all the lives the Drug Culture had destroyed!

And I dreamed that the whole family

Was sitting at the dinner table

And none of the females were wearing weaves

And none of the males reeked of malt liqour

Because they were proud of who they were

And instead of grape Kool Aid

Or grape drink, there was real grape juice

And the boys acted like young men

And the girls acted like young women

And there was no confusion!

And the Chistmas tree

Had red, black and green ornaments

And underneath the tree

Were books like The Isis Papers

Stolen Legacy, Before Columbus

The Autobiography of Malcolm X

Gift wrapped in every home!

And in every home in Black America

There was a huge gift wrapped box

Next to every tree

And when the children unwrapped the present

It was daddy! A real father!

And I saw mommy kissing Santa Claus

And it was daddy

And the present he gave us all was himself

A functional black man as leader of the community!

And on the walls where all the family portriats

Were of the women and children of the family

The black man had reappeared

Just like he had been before

Planned Parenthood was devised

To destroy the black family!

And of these wonderful things

And of many more I dreamed

And I am still dreaming...

Of a mass of Blak KRiSTs!

(work in progress right now!)

Paradise Jah Love is a living legend in Bay Area poetry circles. He is a member of Marvin X's Academy of da Corner Reader's Theatre.