Malcolm X Eulogy By Ossie Davis: Our Own Black Shining Prince

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On February 21, 1965 El Hajj Malik El Shabazz was assassinated at the Audubon Ballroom in Harlem. Convicted of his murder were Talmadge Hayer (also known as Thomas Hagan, now known as Mujahid Halim) Norman 3X Butler (now known as Muhammad Abdul Aziz) and Thomas 15X Johnson (now known as Khalil Islam).

I want to take a moment out to acknowledge the anniversary of this sad day in American history. We should never forget what they did to Malcolm; more importantly, we should never forget what Malcolm did for us. His life changed mine.

Malcolm X Eulogy By Ossie Davis:

Here – at this final hour, in this quiet place – Harlem has come to bid farewell to one of its brightest hopes -extinguished now, and gone from us forever. For Harlem is where he worked and where he struggled and fought – his home of homes, where his heart was, and where his people are – and it is, therefore, most fitting that we meet once again – in Harlem – to share these last moments with him. For Harlem has ever been gracious to those who have loved her, have fought her, and have defended her honor even to the death.

It is not in the memory of man that this beleaguered, unfortunate, but nonetheless proud community has found a braver, more gallant young champion than this Afro-American who lies before us – unconquered still. I say the word again, as he would want me to : Afro-American – Afro-American Malcolm, who was a master, was most meticulous in his use of words. Nobody knew better than he the power words have over minds of men. Malcolm had stopped being a ‘Negro’ years ago. It had become too small, too puny, too weak a word for him. Malcolm was bigger than that. Malcolm had become an Afro-American and he wanted – so desperately – that we, that all his people, would become Afro-Americans too.

There are those who will consider it their duty, as friends of the Negro people, to tell us to revile him, to flee, even from the presence of his memory, to save ourselves by writing him out of the history of our turbulent times. Many will ask what Harlem finds to honor in this stormy, controversial and bold young captain – and we will smile. Many will say turn away – away from this man, for he is not a man but a demon, a monster, a subverter and an enemy of the black man – and we will smile. They will say that he is of hate – a fanatic, a racist – who can only bring evil to the cause for which you struggle! And we will answer and say to them: Did you ever talk to Brother Malcolm? Did you ever touch him, or have him smile at you? Did you ever really listen to him? Did he ever do a mean thing? Was he ever himself associated with violence or any public disturbance? For if you did you would know him. And if you knew him you would know why we must honor him.

Malcolm was our manhood, our living, black manhood! This was his meaning to his people. And, in honoring him, we honor the best in ourselves. Last year, from Africa, he wrote these words to a friend: ‘My journey’, he says, ‘is almost ended, and I have a much broader scope than when I started out, which I believe will add new life and dimension to our struggle for freedom and honor and dignity in the States. I am writing these things so that you will know for a fact the tremendous sympathy and support we have among the African States for our Human Rights struggle. The main thing is that we keep a United Front wherein our most valuable time and energy will not be wasted fighting each other.’ However we may have differed with him – or with each other about him and his value as a man – let his going from us serve only to bring us together, now.

Consigning these mortal remains to earth, the common mother of all, secure in the knowledge that what we place in the ground is no more now a man – but a seed – which, after the winter of our discontent, will come forth again to meet us. And we will know him then for what he was and is – a Prince – our own black shining Prince! – who didn’t hesitate to die, because he loved us so.

Freedom ain’t free y’all. Stay low, and keep firing.

Mr.Spradley@singleblackmale.org | Twitter: @MrSpradley

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  • Tunde

    what a great eulogy. malcolm was a great man. its crazy that history doesn't honor him the way it does mlk.
    My recent post Not Everything Is Ok In Black America, But What’s Next?

    • Southerngyrl_

      Because "history" in general wants us to remember him as a scary black man. It wants us to embrace MLK's mantra of nonviolence and forget totally about Malcolm's message. I don't dislike MLK's message, but my current mind definitely sides with Malcolm's message more.

      I think both of their messages should be taught equally. I think they were both instrumental to our history.

      • MaggK

        What's funny though is that the people who want us to remember Malcolm X as a scary black man didn't think less of MLK… I mean MLK was at some point in his life called by the FBI "The most dangerous negro in America"…
        I think they just couldn't let the two men down, they had to at least to acknolegde one. They choosed MLK because he was less radical and not muslim!

  • SMilez_920

    Happy you posted this today…always a great read

  • http://glippost.wordpress.com Darrk Gable

    If only we could keep the mentality in this quote;

    ” The main thing is that we keep a United Front wherein our most valuable time and energy will not be wasted fighting each other.”

    Our community fights and cannibalizes itself, and has been doing so for decades.

  • http://www.twitter.com/bsquared86 Bsquared86

    The best eulogy ever. Thank you for posting this to remind people. RIP to Malcolm and Ossie.

  • H.H.H.

    great piece man.

    his autobiography was one of the first books i read, front to back, over and over…until pages were coming out. even now, i picked up one of his habits just from reading the book (when sitting in a restaurant, sit facing the door/window)

    *reminds himself to find the .mp3s of all his speeches on his laptop*

  • Peter Parker

    Good Eulogy. RIP Brother Malcolm. A great leader indeed.com

  • http://samadhimercer.deviantart.com fredrick

    using this for one of my classes.

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