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I won't have kids I'm very serious Not until i can say to them "I lived through a time when it was unhealthy to have your curly hair and brown skin, When you could be killed over an assumption. Yes I know even if you had nothing to do with it. I lived through a time when it didn't mean much to us to serve and protect. But your generation can do better than us, We caught and exposed via our phones and social media the power lustful and corrupt But we only received this torch from those that walked up and down on this path before us. I want you to do better and be better than us my child, so go out into the world and be proud of your heritage and who you are Remember the struggles we went through, so they never happen again. "
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Jul 7, 2016
Jul 7, 2016 at 9:06 PM UTC
I'll never have kids
it happened again another life taken **** i am so tired of this i thought this is the reality of being black the least i could do was bear witness to that fateful moment when two men thought they had the right to play God to knock you over and look down on you as they pulled the trigger the racism in their bullets make wounds that never heal in hearts that are still beating and i'm so sorry that the last thing you saw were hateful eyes i'm sitting here and pleading insanity on behalf of humanity bullets in black bodies from the hands of ignorant and aggressive white men who ****** without repercussion or remorse the cycle repeats as the definition states bullets in black bodies from the hands of ignorant and aggressive white men who ****** without repercussion or remorse what is it going to take to remedy this pain please someone assure us that this time his life will not be in vain we have to change and stop living in America: the land of the insane.
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Jul 7, 2016
Jul 7, 2016 at 7:46 PM UTC
insanity
Land of the free you seem to call it But the freedom only seems to fall on one end of the spectrum one side of the scale And when the scale tries so excruciatingly to balance itself When it comes crashing down in an attempt to be heard, to make a sound, It is met with cries of outrage; With a selfish victimization of, “what about us?” “don’t we matter too?” but that’s not the point, now is it? The scale isn’t screaming out any less for the importance of one side by trying to give an inch of importance to the disregarded other. Black Lives Matter.
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Jul 6, 2016
Jul 6, 2016 at 11:09 AM UTC
Freedom