Post-racial America... That's what some say about the state of our union. Is it? What does it mean to be Black? White? Yellow? Red? Green? Polka dotted or striped? To be considered as different than... Other than the other man.... pot and kettle, china or ivory..... dichotomous, divided, separate and not united..... I cry. It, it, it makes me crazy. I was told I could grow up to be anything... What I want to be is to not be hated, degraded, berated! Since the days when we were traded, we've been thought of as less than... Stress, man, when I think of the things happening in this world. It's taking everything in my soul to hold on to this spinning rock, white knuckling and still loosing my grip.... Try to love Still feeling my heart rip and tear, biting my lip and stare at myself in the mirror... And then what

June 21, 2015 at 07:57PM via Facebook