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Feb 2014
For the first time in my life
I know how hard it is
To show the majority
That it matters
There are people who look like me
Getting shot on the street
And left like a dog
There stories have been told many different ways
But I already know what happened
I know what the backlash will be
I will be apart of it
Because it's time out!
It's time out for young, black people being prejudiced!
People think that things are better because we can vote now!
Because Jim Crow is gone...
Then why does it still feel the same?
The black life matters!
Our history is too heartbreaking to be forgotten
It's too disturbing a history to be washed away
With the tears of the oppressed!
We were here from the beginning and we will be here
In the end
The black life matters
So why does it still feel like it doesn't?
Happy Black History Month! This month has been very controversial and has focused so much on racism, discrimination and prejudice. I just wanted to give my feelings on how I feel on the black life. It's a disgrace on how black people and minorities in general are viewed in this country that leads to murders of young men that were apart of our future and now ripped back to the past. The story of Jordan Davis, Trayvon Martin and countless others, scares me because I have a little brother. Him being black, male and autistic makes me scared for his future. Something's gotta give.
Leielani E
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Leielani E  19/F
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