06/19/2020
It is very difficult to celebrate Juneteenth when you’re black in general but for me, it’s even more difficult growing up in the great state of Texas. The last state to agree to free slaves, the state that replaced the chains on our ancestors wrists and ankles to their minds in order to create NEW SLAVES. Yep, Ye’s been knowing. It’s tough altogether but we persevere and find ways to be joyful, grateful, happy even if it last for a moment. Even if we get shot and ridiculed in the peaceful protest. Even when we are hung and there is no investigation, it’s just labeled a su***de. We still persevere and manage to put on a smile for your zoom meetings and raise funding to make a difference in our communities and this world.
I’ll just say, the same way we look up into the sky and its BLUE-ish, we live in a world where just when we feel some semblance of progress has been made, we watch our brothers and sisters hang like strange fruit in highly populated areas where there is no scarcity of surveillance cameras hundreds of years later. Yep, I’m definitely going with FREE-ish and the longer I type, I’m starting to question the first part of that notion.
Happy Juneteenth America. Feel better? I do not. Yet, I will do what we do best, keep going.✊🏽🖤
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