Black Lives Matter
There is shock, there is surprise, there is confusion, there is remorse but above everything there is deep pain.
Pain that has been incessantly created.
Pain that keeps going when you say stop, pain that resides in the back of the mind when one of our family members gets pulled over by a cop.
People are marching and screaming and crying , as they have done for years.
Will it stick this time in the mind of those who are plagued with the question, “But what about MY life?”
Is there hope for the people that cover their eyes and claim to be colorblind?
Will they ever believe in pronouns besides “I” when it comes to BLACK lives ?
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