So, I read this in high school and it was nothing like I remember. I remember some of the stories present, but the intensity of the feelings was not like this the first time.
Brother Man is a gem in this story. He's touched and affected the lives of many people in his lane and we get to see a few of those stories. But from there, we are faced with a general commentary on the frailty of the human mind and emotions. We see one woman who has been, literally, healed by Brother Man, turn her back on him when her son is sick and he doesn't heal him fast enough. Not only does she give up her trust in Brother Man, she straight up looses her mind; hurting her sister, son and self in the process. We see how an ACCUSATION causes all the people that once loved Brother Man to immediately hate him with the same intensity as their previous love.
Still, somehow, at the end of the book, we can see that Brother Man never had a hateful thought in his heart for these people. He never once thought of abandoning them in their time of need. He had to have a purpose in their lives. And whether that was to be a hero or villain he was willing to be present. His belief in people, even when they don't believe in him, is what grieves and impresses me all at once. He never stops believing in the people around him, the people who stopped believing in him. His loyalty to his beliefs in the Ras Tafari faith is seen purely within his actions and he never falters.
Also, the way the book is written really lends to the nature of how the individual stories occur in 'real time'. There is a sense of not being omnipresent but continuously moving from place to place or being a part of the gossiping crowd in the lane. This is just a great book and a great read. I would recommend this to anyone.