I'm so sick of the justice system being so "just us." My people constantly locked in or locked out. Blissful ignorance chose by so many with white skin. So many could care less, and still others choose to ignore and block out...oh so careless. Few willing to be the one to stir the pot and make noise. As I sit here watching this movie about the riots in Detroit. The Colors of Hatred are constantly reflected in this world. Constant reminders of white privilege's exploits. Not all but too many see us as animals. Shooting us like dogs in the streets because we're seen as such. "See that black dog, don't drink out of their water bowls, don't get close enough to touch." Forget human rights, even asking to be civil is apparently too much. The greatest examples of savagery displayed all throughout human history, even with them controlling the narrative, but...we're violent? In their eyes considered different from the rest, considered solid, only if you're willing to consider silence. No, I refuse to tip toe around the truth to keep balance. No, if it takes suppression, of my feelings on repression, then let the scales tip. Because if we don't progress, we regress. And there's no such thing as staying still. The Lord doesn't like lukewarm, so let the tables flip. As was Christ's response to the abuse of His Father's temple. Beautiful black people, our body's are God's temple, yet it's constantly abused by this country that claims to be built on His principles. What a sick joke. Slavery, slaughter, shootings. Our fires have long been stoked. And it can't be stomped out, the light that forever shines. We've been through too much to be killing each other, our sisters and brothers. It's already too easy to die in this plight that forever binds. I'd love to speak peace into the situation, like Jesus did to the storm, but most aren't even open to let you start the conversation. Seems sometimes we're on the edge of a race war that could play a part in revelation. I pray, we won't see that day, but I'm also not timid. Will not set limits. I refuse to run away, from whatever part God has for me to play!