Albert 'Nuh' Washington
Nuh died in prison on April 28, 2000, from cancer. Nuh fought a courageous battle with this disease. He was determined as a New Afrikan political prisoner that the effects of this disease on him coupled with racist repression would not compromise his beliefs, values, integrity, self-respect, or humanity.
Nuh was a freedom loving, freedom-fighter who understood death. He wrote many poems, one about death titled ‘Live’ Nuh writes:
Clouds hide the sun, Still the sun rises, Rain falls on the just and unjust, Without thought, Death is a natural process Why fear it?
Life is to be lived!
So deny yourself not! For the clouds only temporarily hides the sun And the sun would not put out its light
For a few clouds,
Only man denies himself life Out of fear of death, If he but knew Not to live out of fear
Is to be dead and not know it, A very useless death!
Nuh was exposed to international politics early in life through meeting some immigrants from Africa who rented rooms from his grandmother. He, along with some friends, wanted to join the struggle to liberate Africa. He was fourteen at the time.
In 1969, Nuh joined the Denver Colorado Chapter of the Black Panther Party (BPP), working with the Free Breakfast Program. By 1971, the year of the “split” in the Black Panther Party, Nuh was working out of the San Francisco Branch of the Party. During this time he, along with many other San Francisco Party members, went underground as soldiers of the Black Liberation Army (BLA) and formed a network of underground cells.
Nuh now an esteemed Ancestor was a teacher, mentor, friend, loyal comrade, leader, spiritual advisor, father figure, and much more. His life and death leaves a rich legacy to be learned from, remembered, cherished, and honored.
Nuh died in prison on April 28, 2000, from cancer. Nuh fought a courageous battle with this disease. He was determined as a New Afrikan political prisoner that the effects of this disease on him coupled with racist repression would not compromise his beliefs, values, integrity, self-respect, or humanity.
Nuh was a freedom loving, freedom-fighter who understood death. He wrote many poems, one about death titled ‘Live’ Nuh writes:
Clouds hide the sun, Still the sun rises, Rain falls on the just and unjust, Without thought, Death is a natural process Why fear it?
Life is to be lived!
So deny yourself not! For the clouds only temporarily hides the sun And the sun would not put out its light
For a few clouds,
Only man denies himself life Out of fear of death, If he but knew Not to live out of fear
Is to be dead and not know it, A very useless death!
Nuh was exposed to international politics early in life through meeting some immigrants from Africa who rented rooms from his grandmother. He, along with some friends, wanted to join the struggle to liberate Africa. He was fourteen at the time.
In 1969, Nuh joined the Denver Colorado Chapter of the Black Panther Party (BPP), working with the Free Breakfast Program. By 1971, the year of the “split” in the Black Panther Party, Nuh was working out of the San Francisco Branch of the Party. During this time he, along with many other San Francisco Party members, went underground as soldiers of the Black Liberation Army (BLA) and formed a network of underground cells.
Nuh now an esteemed Ancestor was a teacher, mentor, friend, loyal comrade, leader, spiritual advisor, father figure, and much more. His life and death leaves a rich legacy to be learned from, remembered, cherished, and honored.