How can you say today is any better?! What about tomorrow, you ask? I leave that for the positive thinkers, the turn the other cheekers. I’m far too much of a realist. Disappointed, jaded, sometimes I just need my enemy to feel this! I’m a student of history and you know what they say, to see what the future holds, we must look at yesterday. Yesterday, Dr. King, as he began to change his philosophy, said, “Riots are the language of the unheard.” So, as cities and towns continue to burn, I ask only one question. When will we be heard? Now, I must apologize for my aggressive stance. I’m trying to make sure these words do not fall flat. But these words would mean everything if you were black and you had to witness your child lying on his back in a pool of his own blood. We can be better. We can stop the cycle. We can avoid being the hate that hate produced with one word, Love. Live it! Mean it! Speak it! Be it!
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