Attention people! As a member of the black community inducted by God himself I have to say with the recent yet reoccurring events I need you to understand one thing: All we want is acknowledgment. We look at ourselves in disbelief like it’s a bad dream. “Did this really happen?! Again?!” No way another black person has been killed in cold blood, no way. Then we reach out to the world for confirmation that this is wrong, that justice is deserved, that OUR LIVES MATTER, and we are met with cricket silence.
I can just see all the backlash happening on the internet. I can’t even read most things out there because it makes my stomach turn. The fact that in this century there are still plenty of people that don’t get it blow my mind. But the worst part is that plenty of people actually get it but choose to stay silent. Silence and ignorance is what’s actually killing innocent people. Silence and ignorance has killed many more people than guns ever will. SO when you see a problem in your own country that affects people you know and you stay silent, well it feels as though you could care less.
And it hurts. We hurt. We cry. This is our lives. People don’t think our lives matter for some reason. Not enough to say anything anyway. People don’t understand when I see a black person get hurt, I see myself. So when all I hear is crickets from my non-black community it makes me feel like you don’t think my life matters or my brothers or father or nephews and loved ones.
I hope we can meet this issues with action and no longer stand in silence. We can not stop individuals from bad actions but we can hold the government accountable to prosecute their murders. We can hold them accountable to treat these like the crimes they are and stop giving a slap on the wrist. We can choose to VOTE for people who have EVERYONE’s best interest in mind, we can run for office, call our congressman, try to start bills. We have the power to change things, let’s not forget that.
Thank you for listening. At the end of the day I have a platform to spread knowledge and inspiration. And although post like these aren’t met with the same enthusiasm I have to speak up when enough is enough. I was raised to spread light and love and not just sweaters and at the end of the day I can’t concentrate on trivial things when I’m scared to raise black children in this country. Let’s repeat that, I’m scared to raise black children in this country. Scared for my family, scared for my life. Do you know what it’s like to be scared because of your race everyday. To wear it like a brand that makes you stand out in a room where often times you’re the only one that looks like you? Lets learn to spread ACTIONABLE love to ALL races. Let’s stop picking and choosing.
Let’s stop staying silent.