I am lay down flat on my back, can’t get out of bed, Done, FINISHED, sick of this TIRED!

I am OVERwhelmed, cried out, what does it take to make people understand our pain TIRED.

I am looking at my beautifully and wonderfully made Black Sons who are fearful for their lives and for each other and their cousins and their uncles and their friends and their DAD.

I am HURT down to my Bones TIRED…

I am Conflict Resolution to my Bones

Not wanting anyone of any race to die

Refuse to LIVE in fear

And Still I RISE

For the MILLIONS of My Ancestors

That Cried, Tried and Died

I Am NEVER Giving Up

Keep Coming Back

SCREAMING from the Rooftops

“See Me I Am BLACK”

And

“BLACK LIVES MATTER”

For those who don’t understand why I would say that, please reach out. Let’s have the conversation.

Please be safe and work for understanding and peace.