2019 was the year that wouldn’t end. You see I lost my grandma and then lost two of my friends. I was married to a felon who didn’t love me, my business was sinking and I couldn’t see. I got evicted from my home in spite of it all but that wasn’t the point that would make me fall. I lost a job and a promotion, too much experienc...

I never wanted to be single, marrying a physicist at 23 in which we both earned our degrees. Raising two kids honorably . . .  until his lust saw more in them than me. But his mind left me stress free that his children would never struggle giving them the best to be. He would read the lyrics of Bob Marley to me and I c...

In the wake of the death of my very own friend, Reginald Lawrence, murder #102, Councilman Braxton Winston put people over protocol as he gave a heart felt speech about the beloved Scott Brooks, co-owner of Brooks' Sandwich House and murder victim #105. The story Winston shared in Chambers was rudely interrupted by Councilman Ed Driggs.&n...

​It is clearly hunting season for Black Men and in the wake of hundreds of thousands protesting the NFL's decision to honor Michael Vick, we should have millions of trillions protesting against these blatant racist actions by hypocrites who always find extreme fault when the person is Black. A nation where Black folks can forgive the atrocities of ...

“I was once a child. I was once a son. So I am my children. Nothing changes but my role.” ~ Chablis Dandride Katris Wright of Agape Voice Publishing and WDRB Media had the pleasure of sitting with Chablis Dandride; speaker, author of “A Letter To My Sons” and advocate extraordinaire.  Born in ethnically diverse Newark, New ...

The recent arrest of Agape Voice’s own, Stephen Kernel Sings Sr. has everyone on our team mortified. Understanding his story and his profound come up is only one layer to why this situation of social injustice has us all up in arms. We at Agape Voice know Stephen to be a committed family man, putting his children and significant...

Up and coming, politic writer of the highly anticipated novel “Black Sheep”, Stephen Kernel Sings Sr.  was recently arrested in what can obviously be interpreted as racist actions by the Richmond County Sheriffs Deputies. During a High School football game, Mr. Black’s son was arrested. From what we know his son was one of ...

Our very own, Rebecca Stinson is releasing her first short novel “Booga Town” in January 2020. A musician by trade, she has translated her talents into writing. This is a lovely tale about a small Black community in the South told through the eyes of a little girl name Picka Blake. You will be fascinated by the caring yet nosy people...

I don’t know when it became a trend not to take photos with your lover, significant other or even wife. I look for love all the time yet will never intrude upon it. And I have noticed that it has become acceptable to not share the one you love publicly. “We are private”, is a laughable statement to me, especially when women...

I was just told City Councilwoman Renee' Perkins Johnson (District 4) spoke of our endorsement of her during the swearing in ceremony tonight in Charlotte. She gave us credit for being the first to endorse her when actually she was the first endorsement we ever made. My heart was so filled with joy when she won because it seemed that God was m...

​Maurice Jordan is the founder of P.O.E. (Product Of My Environment), a non-profit that seeks to save the youth from the violence. He is my brother and friend, bringing truth and light to Charlotte, so we better listen. A Charlotte native, he pushes these “suits” into dealing with the crime, poverty and displaceme...

In the wake of my friends’ murder . . .  right here in Charlotte on Thanksgiving Day, I looked for leadership. I looked for answers and I posted like a maniac on social media because Charlotte knows me. I identified he was murder #102 and that we were not from here. We were 700 miles from our home in NB. It just didn’t make sens...

Sometimes I can’t sleep, just thinking about my Black Son. As he grows older, his baby cheeks seem to fade away, replaced by the definition that he is coming into manhood. His once small pudgy hands are now bigger than mine and his brown melinanated hues glisten like a target on a riffle range. I know I am not alone in my f...

When the murdered has a face it doesn’t feel like the news. When the murdered has a face you become consumed with the clues. When the murdered has a face you remember the time. When the murdered has a face it becomes so much more than a crime. Charlotte, the Queen’s City, is at murder 102 and while most just switch the channel, NB doesn’t...

When a Black Man goes missing it does something psychological to their mother, mate, spouse or kids. When a Black Man goes missing he takes that gene, that DNA, that soul pod, that lifeline away that’s only his. When a Black Man goes missing a mother wonders what else she could have done. Did she yell too much? Did she cause him to run? When a...

Some of you are at the mall. Walmart will be putting all their slashed merchandise out tonight, while you spend what you don’t have in our over obsessed culture of material merchandise that depreciates the moment you open the box. Some of you are at the mall, toting around bags, buying stuff your mama never had, programmed to th...

The genocide of Indigenous people from what we know today as America is one of the most brutal, senseless and devastating acts of all mankind. Yet we celebrate and give thanks to the occupiers, the invaders, the so-called founding fathers and we romanticize the stories of Pocahontas and John Smith in Disney film and history books. No...

Changing the guard and giving leadership to non-white men always has relevancy in the Black community. Yet we need to understand that everything we do as a people, serves a purpose in the ongoing fight towards or against our liberation and equality. This includes but is not limited to capalism, resistance and consumerism. I offended&...

Dear Dearest,  My financial situation is in shambles. I have a 12 year old daughter and I was just laid off from a job in Florence, SC. She is ready to go back to school but other than that every thing is falling apart. I don’t even know how I’m going to buy food. My car was reprocessed and I am about to get evicted from my apar...

​There was something very eerie about a “slave” oppressor, sitting on the porch, watching Black people pick cotton, as if it was a spectator sport.  “Woman get me some more lemonade!” Overseers serving as referees and as long as you had white skin, you had season tickets to the game. Imageries of lemonade, sweat, ...