BABA RAS MARCUS WROTE.

I think that I have tried my best to build many bridges of communication between us, but you have burned these bridges from time to time, when you cross over a bridge, it is not good to throw a an explosive and blow down that bridge, you don't no the future, so you may have to use that bridge on your return jouney. Read this and give it some very good thinking. Do not burn your bridges behind you.
Again I send many oceans of blessings and self determination to all African people.
ONE BLACK HEART ONE BLACK LOVE
Baba Ras Marcus.

THE CARPENTER

Once upon a time, two brothers who lived on adjoining farms fell
into conflict. It was the first serious rift in 40 years of farming
side-by-side, sharing machinery, and trading labor and goods as
needed, without a hitch. Then the long collaboration fell apart.

It began with a small misunderstanding, and it grew into a major
difference, and finally, it exploded into an exchange of bitter
words, followed by weeks of silence.

One morning, there was a knock on John's door. He opened it to
find a man with a carpenter's toolbox. "I'm looking for a few days'
work," he said. "Perhaps you would have a few small jobs here
and there I could help with? Could I help you?"

Yes," said the older brother. "I do have a job for you. Look
across the creek at that farm. That's my neighbor. In fact, it's
my younger brother!

Last week, there was a meadow between us. He recently took
his bulldozer to the river levee, and now there is a creek between
us. Well, he may have done this to spite me, but I'll do him one
better.

See that pile of lumber by the barn? I want you to build me a
fence... an 8-foot fence -so I won't need to see his place, or his
face, anymore."

The carpenter said, "I think I understand the situation. Show
me the nails, and the post-hole digger, and I'll be able to do a
job that pleases you."

The older brother had to go to town, so he helped the carpenter
get the materials ready and then he was off for the day. The
carpenter worked hard all that day -- measuring, sawing, and
nailing. About sunset, when the farmer returned, the carpenter
had just finished his job.

The farmer's eyes opened wide, his jaw dropped. There was no
fence there at all. It was a bridge... a bridge that stretched from
one side of the creek to the other! A fine piece of work, with
handrails, and all!

And, the neighbor, his younger brother, was coming toward them,
his hand outstretched... "You are quite a fellow to build this
bridge, after all I've said and done."

The two brothers stood at each end of the bridge, and then they
met in the middle, taking each other's hand. They turned to see
the carpenter hoist his toolbox onto his shoulder. "No, wait!
Stay a few days. I've a lot of other projects for you," said the
older brother.

I'd love to stay on," the carpenter said, but I have many more
bridges to build. Just remember this...

1. God won't ask what kind of car you drove, but He'll ask how
many people you helped get where they needed to go.

2. God won't ask the square footage of your house, but He'll ask
how many people you welcomed into your home.

3. God won't ask about the clothes you had in your closet, but
He'll ask how many you helped to clothe.

4. God won't ask how many friends you had, but He'll ask how
many people to whom you were a friend.

5. God won't ask in what neighborhood you lived, but He'll ask
how you treated your neighbors.

6. God won't ask about the color of your skin, but He'll ask
about the content of your character.

7. God won't ask why it took you so long to seek Salva! tion, but
He'll lovingly take you to your mansion in heaven, and not to the
gates of Hell.

8. God won't ask how many people you forwarded this to, but
He'll ask why you hesitated to pass it on to your friends.

VERY GOOD POEM AND REASONING BUT YOU BROKE THE BRIDGE BY MAKING BANTU IN PARTICULAR CALL ME A PENIS CARRYING JERK AND NEVER REBUKED HER AND I WILL EVER SAY YOU ONLY BACK HER BECAUSE SHE AS NEVER REALLY DISAGREED WITH YOU IN RESENT TIMES YES WHEN SHE REASONED OF WHAT SOME WOULD CALL OUT OF ORDER, YOU SAY YOU REASONED WITH HER AND YOU GOT HER TO UNDERSTAND YOU AS A MAN, YOU SPEAK ABOUT BUILDING BRIDGES WELL IF YOUR BRIDGE IS TO DEFY ME AND MY HOUSE ORDER I WONT CROSS IT REMEMBER FOR OVER FORTY YEARS THE TWO BROTHERS NEW EACH OTHER I HAVE NOT EVEN SPOKE TO YOU FOR A YEAR GOOD AS YET.

I GIVE THANKS FOR THE CARPENTER WHO BROUGHT THE UNITY OF THE BROTHERS BACK TOGETHER AFTER ALL THEIR LOVE FOR EACH OTHER WAS 40 YEARS OR MORE SO IT STANDS TO REASON WHY THEY HAD TO RECONCILE.

IN OUR CASE THIS IS THE INTERNET AND NOT REAL LIFE AND I DON'T HAVE THE RIGHT TO MY OPINION AS LONG AS IT DOES NOT GO WITH WHAT YOU THREE HAVE SAID OF ME.

BABA YOU ARE A MAN I SEE ONLY BECOME THE VOICE OF REASON WHEN IT SUITS YOU, LIKE HOW YOU POST THIS POST BUT HAVE YOU EVER BEEN THE VOICE OF REASON AGAINST THEM WHO HAVE VERBALLY SLAUGHTERED ME HERE? WELL GIVE THANKS FOR THIS POEM AND POST I LEARNED ALOT FROM IT BUT ARE YOU REALLY APPLYING THIS WHERE I'M CONCERN THE CARPENTER BUILT A GOOD BRIDGE AND TWO BROTHERS WERE RECONCILED THROUGH IT BUT MY SPIRIT CAN'T BUILD TO FLESH WHO ABUSE ME VERBALLY AND IF NOT YOU, TWO FLESH HAVE CONSTANTLY TRIED TO BASH MY MIND IN AND YOU HAVE NOT TRIED TO BUILD ANY BRIDGES WITH US YOU JUST ANSWER AND RESPOND TO ME LIKE YOU ARE ALL TOGETHER IN ONE ACCORD AND OPINION.

YOU HAVE BUILT BRIDGES BETWEEN WHO YOU FEEL IT IS RIGHT TO BUILD THE BRIDGE FOR, LONDON BRIDGE WAS PULLED DOWN AND DISTRIBUTED TO AMERICA IN PIECES.

I ASK FRIEND OR FOE BABA? UNTIL I MEET YOU IN THE FLESH I WILL NEVER KNOW WHO YOU ARE BUT IF ANY REASONING GOES IN THE LINES I SEE ON HERE IT WOULD BE BEST WE NEVER MET IN THE FLESH AT ALL I MET YOUR GREAT STREET PREACHER CONGO ROCKY IN THE FLESH WE HAD A GOOD CONVERSATION.

BELIEVE YOU ME I HATE NO ONE BUT CERTAIN FLESH HAVE SPOKE ABOUT ME IN A CERTAIN WAY AND I CALL THAT HATE.

NONE THE LESS THANKS FOR THE POEM ILL SHARE IT WITH MY FAMILY WHICH IS MY EMPRESS AND CHILDREN NOT NECESSARILY ANYONE ON HERE CLAIMING TO BE A MEMBER OF THE BLACK FAMILY, BUT CHOOSE TO VENT HOSTILITY AND HATE TOWARDS ME.

MAY BE BABA I HAVE YOU WRONG BUT THE OTHER TWO PARTIES I'VE MENTIONED I DON'T THINK I HAVE.

THAT SAID WHEN YOU SPEAK ABOUT BRIDGES MAKE SURE YOU TELL OTHER PEOPLE NOT JUST ME ABOUT BUILDING BRIDGES BECAUSE CERTAIN FLESH AS INSULTED AND ABUSED ME FOR NOTHING, AND I DON'T SEE YOU CROSS ANY BRIDGE AND TELL THEM DEAL WITH ME MORE BETTER THAN THEY ARE.

ALL THE SAME I REALLY APPRECILOVE THE POEM AND WILL KEEP IT CLOSE TO MY MIND AND HEART.

THAT SAID THERE ENDETH THIS PARTICULAR POST ALL BLESSING AND ALL BLEST, KES AA ADOFO.