Slam for Ferguson

For the past few days, social media has been buzzing with the words "Mike Brown" and "Ferguson." It started when Brown, 18 years old, was shot, multiple times by Ferguson police officers, his body laying in a pool of blood for twelve hours while police officers went to deal with the already budding protests, cutting off roads and access to the city.  Those who have viewed the pictures may have mistaken the scenes as war-zone activity; however, as those who have read into it know that the images depict protests to yet another killing of another young, black, unarmed boy. 
During peaceful protests officers showed up with dogs, and tear gas; this reaction had escalated the reaction of the protesters. Ferguson quickly became a city at war due to police militarization, and police brutality, and racial profiling. To add to the flames, officers in Ferguson reportedly, and repeatedly, arrested and detained journalists and citizens for filming police activity. This has become a rising issue in the police force across the United States, but has risen in alarming rates in Ferguson. It also brings into the equation our rights, not only Freedom of the Press, but a citizen’s right to objectively, and undisturbingly, film police activity. 
Mike Brown is not alone in his cruel death, and Ferguson is not alone in its response. Do what you can; write your thoughts, write your protest piece. Share with us your view of Mike Brown, and all our #SonsAndBrothers who have come before him, and will come after, and the injustices they have been handed. You can also share your opinion on the issue of being able to film police activity--or police brutality more generally. 
Other related Power Poetry slams include: Slam for Trayvon Martin and Slam on Civil Rights
Photo Credit: AP Photo | J.B. Forbes



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