By Sharieka Breeden
Shielded in suits…Planting false proof, drenched in fear, working to stop us from being here. You call it in accident. I call it genocide.
Promotion of guns, everywhere we turn.
How can you call yourself pro-life when you express little concern about those who exist?
When will we learn, when will it matter? Treat us like we are walking destruction or natural disaster.
Sick and tired. Tired of being sick of he treatment and the failed nutrition.
Whether it’s a gun or the food, human kind is facing doom unless we stop being quiet about the elephant in the room.
Inferiority in the workplace. Inferiority in the court and the church. How can you make a living when you don’t feel equal at work?
We must stop it, put an end to it now.
Time to search for answers and find out how.
No need for words like later… Let’s do this now.
Have a sense of urgency, a sense of pride.
Journey on like Harriet, revolt like Nat. Make sure their spirits are alive.
Either stand together, or elevate above those who see that we fall… Because justice isn’t supposed to be one-sided. It’s for all.