Today I hug my boys knowing that that there will be a day that I can no longer protect them from the cruelty of our world.
Today I hug my boys with the knowledge that for all of their dreams and aspirations, for all of their hard work and integrity, for all of their education and success, that they will face times in their lives where they will be treated as second class citizens, if not like animals.
Today I hug my boys holding back tears, knowing that one day I might have to bury them just like Trayvon’s parents buried him; because this is still America, we are still black, and they are still suspects susceptible of having their human rights violated without provocation or reason.
Today I hug my boys the way my mother and my grandmother hugged me; with the knowledge that justice was never intended to apply to the darker complected Americans.
Today I hug my boys… because I know we live in the land of the free lie, the place that enslaved my ancestors and broke my grandparents back, the place that blackened my mother’s heart and tainted her hope, the place that taught me at the most inappropriate age about racism and class, the place that has shown me time and time again that it’s more likely that this empire will crumble like the empires before it rather than evolve into the dream it pretends to be.
Today I hug my boys, because I want to see their innocent smiles illuminate hope for as long as they possibly can; but I know it’s a matter of days before those beautiful smiles are attacked by the atrocity of our American injustice.
My country tis of thee
Where is the liberty?
From trees we swing? ~ Sean King
Half of America will see a white man, shooting a black monster out of fear for his life… Half of America will see a young black boy, defending himself against an overzealous wannabe cop before being shot in cold blood…
…but who will see how ratchet we’ve become? Kids, unfulfilled dreams senselessly murdered while politicians debate the right to bear arms. First world women quietly being trafficked through American caves for profit. Drugs abused to take our mind off the pain of being privileged. Homeless arrested for trying to eat the scraps of unused food that is wasted rather than put to good use. Religious discrimination in the land that was supposedly created by people seeking religious freedom. Pro-life, pro death penalty. Made up fear created to create made up reasons for war to create made up reasons to kill to spread a made up myth of Democracy by a country that’s a made up Republic; made up because the people in power quit caring about the people they represent years ago…
Are we hopeless? No, but we’re definitely insane because we keep doing the same thing over and over again while hoping for different results. Do we?… hope for different results?
…when the bullets fly
and the kids die
who will cry and
who will close their eyes
to keep from seeing…
…who will close their mind
and who will close their heart
to keep from bleeding…
~ Sean King