This is really hard to handle. Racism is a wound that doesn’t seem to heal. I want to do something. I can probably use my art as a platform of change but I’m not sure where to start at this moment. Maybe I’ll be able to think better once I calm down. #BlackLivesMatters
Being black fills me with intense pride. I’m so greatful for my black mother for birthing me, giving me the beautiful pigment in my skin and the curls on my head. Nothing will change that. I’m proud of who I am. I’m not happy with everthing that come with being black
By that I meN on not happy with the racism I and many others have to deal with. That’s the only thing I would change if I could. It time that we as a community and as a country make a change. I didn’t think as an adult I’d watch all these black people die.
It’s unjust, immoral, and it hurt more than I can bare. I never thought as a small child that this would be the future I see now. I shouldn’t be to surprised through because the police system is a racist organization. No I’m not saying all cops are racist, keep reading.
For those who don’t know the American Police is an organization that was originally made to hunt down slaves that had escaped and bring them back to their white owners. Something built on the back of slavery will not be for all of the people of this county. We need reform.
The whole system needs an overhaul. We need to stop letting cops get away with killing our fellow citizens. We need action. I think that I will write a letter to my governor and my police chiefs and demand some sort of active change in training. I incourage you to do the same.
I know this thread is all over the place but I needed to get these thoughts out. I hope maybe you can take something form this but if not thank you for reading.