If you had the opportunity to go to a place where you are always welcome, where you are respected, where you belong and where you are the owner rather than the owned—A place where you and your people own and govern the predominance of everything: Including, and yet far beyond, the houses of worship, you also own, possess and control the land and improvements thereon, the political and legal systems, the schools and educational system, the banks and the entire banking system, all manner of business enterprises from cafes and bakeries, to farms, professional service firms, manufacturing centers, industrial zones, ports and airports, transportation networks, innovative medical, science and tech firms, media outlets that actually brandish positive images and narratives of your people, as well as multinational corporate entities, and all else for that matter.
And what if that place where just as developed as America or any other western country—Except that you would, perhaps for the first time in your life, feel at ease, with a peace of mind, knowing that when you ventured out into public, should you encounter a law enforcement officer, he would be there to serve and protect you, rather than to gun you or your loved ones down, or to knee the life out of one of your brothers or sisters; that when you happened into one of the boutiques (owned by one of us) that as you browsed the isles you would not be followed as a criminal suspect; that upon seeking, you and your business associates would feel that you actually stood a chance of securing a business loan, rather than facing redlining and/or being summarily denied by a bank that never had any interest in your economic success or prosperity; that when you send your children to school, you anticipate the highest level of culturally respectful education and character building, rather than a faux ‘educational’ system that is a mere pipeline to incarcerated neo-slavery; that when you run to become or vote for a public official, the platform and agenda is always for and about you and that regardless of who wins, it always follows that the ensuing policies are promulgated and implemented with the best interest of your people at heart, rather than a rhetorical rainstorm (at best) during election season followed by the perennial do-nothing drought thereafter, and that when contemplating the economic outlook, rather than being gripped by the woes of a centuries-old, ever increasing, intentionally designed and carefully maintained wealth gap that is firmly rooted and grounded in enslavement, colonization, “white” supremacist racism and an oppressed perpetual underclass—yes, rather than that hell on earth, where you and yours continue to suffer, often in silence, your plight dramatically shifts to that of a vision to steward a common bastion of wealth, in a place that, after 400 plus years of captivity and oppression, you could finally call home, because there you are holistically embraced, because, finally, you are home… And what if, just what if that place were in fact a sovereign nation built especially for you and your people—Would you come home?
Well, what if you were to receive automatic (dual) citizenship; travel, resettlement and housing assistance; business development and employment support; educational, life coaching and adjustment support; as well as bridging support for those who need to or wish to maintain interactivity with the former land (for familial, commercial and/or social purposes)—Would you come home then?
What if any and every business and economic opportunity imaginable existed there; and it is all open for your taking? What this your nation is poised to become a member of the largest trading block in the world, where you will experience free trade and visa free movement across the wealthiest continent on earth—Would you come home?
What if you would not only have freedom to worship, freedom to speak, to assemble and so forth, but also economic freedom and socio-political freedoms that you and your people have not seen for centuries—Would you come home?
What if your nation were soundly positioned in a land flowing with ‘milk and honey,’ a land of promise, a land beckoning and yearning for your presence just as much as you are yearning for her existence?
Would you come home?
If your answer is yes, then: Come, let’s go home!
Our promised land is land is beckoning for us to return.