For the past few days I have been in deep thought about my feelings regarding the Trayvon Martin case. It should be said and understood that as a mother my heart aches for his parents to have lost a child under such circumstances with so many unanswered questions.
My feelings in question lie with the “movement”. The hoodies, the skittles, the ice tea…..
See. Everytime something happens people want to rally for the cause and when the cause becomes a has been so does the crowd. See nothing will ever change until there is a movement and not just a moment. While I agree that Zimmerman at least should be in police custody there is a law that is prohibiting his arrest.
Well, when that law was being presented, half of the vigilantes had no idea it was on the ballot or furthermore don’t know who their congressmen are or even how the process works. All they know is a black boy was killed by someone who was non black and they were off and running.
When will people get that change starts at the bottom. Marching yes brings awareness, I agree. Yet awareness that doesn’t turn into action is futile. Just like I am sure we can count on two hands and two feet how many people out there rallying are really about that life.
That life of sacrifice and working for the betterment of all mankind. There are thousands of Trayvons, and there are equal number of parents whose stories will never be told…same story different place. No grassroots movements were set in motion for them. They were forced to bury their loved ones in the shadows and no one cared.
Then the whole racial profilling. Yes, racial profiling is wrong on many levels but please don’t be out yelling it to the masses and then in the next breath say “I don’t do business with black people” or ” I don’t want to live in a black neighborhood”. This is racial profiling..no? Why? They aren’t going to give you good service or they will break in your house. If you are going to be about the life…Be.About.The.Life. Otherwise give your regards, say your prayers and start in your own backyard. That’s where real change occurs.
My cry is that if change is to occur start at home. Teach your children the importance of voting. Standing and speaking up for all people that don’t have a voice. If we are marching, march for ALL people who have a similar story. They all deserve justice to be served