
Unarmed

I’m sorry Tamir.
I’m sorry that you grew up in a world where you, a child, weren’t given the shadow of a doubt.
I’m sorry that you were tried and executed because of the color of your skin.
I’m sorry that you still won’t get justice.
I’m sorry that the system is so obviously stacked against you.
I’m sorry that you lived and died in a world that could have been better and so many chose to ignore it.
-b.e.
To Love It’s easy to love people who think like me It’s easy to love people who are oppressed Who are hated by others because of their skin Who are hated by others because of who they love Who are hated because they are poor Because I want them to know that they are loved Regardless of what their mother said about them Or what their racist neighbors did to them Or corporate America and it’s bullshit They. Are. Loved. It’s easy for me to love people who don’t hate the people I love. I do it because that’s what my God tells me to do But He also tells me to love those who hate me He tells me that they will know us by our Love To love those who hate my black friends To love those who hate my gay brother To show them what real love truly is. It’s so much harder to love them Then again... If it was easy... the whole world would already know love And I wouldn’t have to remind them to do it -b.e.