Since I was Born, I was sick. The World had tried to choke out my Light since before I had Life. Since before I could fully think, it never wanted me around. So much loss and pain just for one child, so today I must use the Life I gained to throw everything I have back at The World. I refuse to let my Life be choked out by A World that never wanted to see me Rise. I shall Stand and Fight to make The World better. Ever since I was a little Black Boy I have watched myself die. It started with Trayvon, my big brother who died trying to Live Life and buy a snack. I died again with Tamir Rice, my little brother died for being Youthful and for being a child. And I kept dying and watching brothers, sisters, cousins, uncles, fathers, and mothers of mine all die. I was forced to watch my Family die. I have seen myself die in all of these people over and over again. Whether we Lived in the same era or not. I saw myself assassinated and silenced by the people who were supposed to help me bring Change over and over again. I saw myself beaten for sitting down in the wrong place, I saw myself marching to make a difference. I have seen myself choked out, shot in the streets, lynched, and more. I see my face on all of these men who have died for no reason, I always believe I’m next. Ever since I was a young boy. Even now as an “adult” I never know how much time I have left. There are days when I have fun and Live every single piece of Life and think, “Today could be my last day of Life”. There are other days where it’s not as great and I think the same thing. My father turns 50 soon and knowing what I know about Black men, I am scared. I turn 20 soon and knowing what I know about Black men, I am beyond horrified. On some days I can’t handle knowing all of this and on other days I know if I don’t handle this there won’t be enough people to step up who want to drastically change This World that has been choking me out. I just wish that my Black Life Mattered so I could Live each day without fear.