The Dream
I hate nightmares. I always feel helpless fighting back, the punch never seems to land hard enough or I can never run away fast enough. But then I wake up just before the aggressor gets to me and I realize it was just a dream so I don't have to worry anymore. In this dream someone had called me the N word and I just knew I was going to go off on somebody, but my body was helpless, and I knew that getting angry was what they wanted and attacking would only make me look like the stereotypical angry black woman.
The Trayvon Martin case has sparked so many emotions, thoughts, and discussions among me and my friends. Trayvon Martin could have been my brother and I cannot even bear the thought of such a terrible injustice happening to my younger brother. No matter what anyone says, race was a factor in the Trayvon Martin case. When a black boy/man can walk down the street without being immediately profiled as a criminal maybe we can make some progress, but until then the fight for our lives, justice, and equality continues. When will it stop?
The Trayvon Martin case has sparked so many emotions, thoughts, and discussions among me and my friends. Trayvon Martin could have been my brother and I cannot even bear the thought of such a terrible injustice happening to my younger brother. No matter what anyone says, race was a factor in the Trayvon Martin case. When a black boy/man can walk down the street without being immediately profiled as a criminal maybe we can make some progress, but until then the fight for our lives, justice, and equality continues. When will it stop?