I am
I am Rachel Duncan
I wonder why this world has turned out the way it has.
I hear the cries of our ancestors saying, "what are you doing children?".
I see the pain in the eyes of those who've come before my time.
I wish my peers could see it too.
I am Rachel
I pretend that I'm okay with all the crime that takes place in my society.
I feel intense pain as I see people of my complexion and darker, being killed over foolishness.
I am tired of the people of this generation turning their back on one another.
I worry that my generation is headed toward a dead-end.
I cry every time I see the face of a mother whose son has been killed.
I am Rachel
I understand that my generation is "messed up".
I am ready to act.
I will help my generation succeed by any means necessary.
I am determined to teach my generation about the Lord and what his grace does for us.
I am determined to lead by example and teach my generation that hard work is the only one to prevail.
I am done making excuses.
I am done turning the other cheek when someone is in need.
I am Rachel Duncan.
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