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"if i had a son, he'd look like trayvon." barack hussein obama there will never be justice on stolen land. be concerned of the people, and the system, and the philosophy. nights like these i fear: having a son having a black son being black being American being a woman being... i fear raising a murderer or the murdered, of spending the rest of my life scared of a shadow, or becoming one. victimized. they only regard our kind when we shake the grounds in anger, when our voices boom off the walls and translate into violence. we are marching Martins. i fear my son carrying his struggles on his shoulders, doning a black cloak like his black hood. i can't watch him die again. no black boy should feel like dirt when their pigment is golden.
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Jul 19, 2013
Jul 19, 2013 at 12:12 PM UTC
what a world.
"if i had a son, he'd look like trayvon." barack hussein obama there will never be justice on stolen land. be concerned of the people, and the system, and the philosophy. nights like these i fear: having a son having a black son being black being American being a woman being... i fear raising a murderer or the murdered, of spending the rest of my life scared of a shadow, or becoming one. victimized. they only regard our kind when we shake the grounds in anger, when our voices boom off the walls and translate into violence. we are marching Martins. i fear my son carrying his struggles on his shoulders, doning a black cloak like his black hood. i can't watch him die again. no black boy should feel like dirt when their pigment is golden.
miela
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Jul 19, 2013
Jul 19, 2013 at 12:12 PM UTC
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