Born of Fire
I was in Junior High. Fear, embarrassment, and shyness gave way to courage, as I approached my friend's house... I was going to ask her to be my girlfriend. I fumbled through my words, yet her responses tore through me like gunshots. No It's not because you're black... I was in high school. Hanging out …
what could have happened if Africa were allowed to progress on their own without the oppressive arm of colonialism... That same thought could be applied to basically anything in our lives:Â what could happen if the thing holding us back wasn't able to?
I am sitting in my room, the day before I celebrate the passing of another year. However, when I should be reflecting on my blessings and doing my best to not look 53 (whatever that looks like), I can’t… I can’t because our country is in peril. I refer, of course to the continued killing …
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