Tag: Trayvon Martin

How many times…he was attacking me, every time the police kill a young African-American male, or whoever else decides to take a shot. We were scared, we thought he had a gun. He was from a different side of town. I want what he had. How many times. It’s freaking ridiculous. To think that as a young black man, you could probably be placed on on the endangered species list. I know everything in life is not perfect, but these Mom’s are burying their children, their sons, and people are saying that’s so sad, and going on like it’s just another day. IT IS NOT OKAY! Not at all. Where do I start. How do I make a difference. How do we stop this. How do we make you comfortable. Make you see us as people. Here’s an idea, treat people like you want to be treated. Do unto others…