"Mike Brown: One Year Later"
Today, as you know it was the one year anniversary of Mike Brown. Our Departed Brother was shot in his Ferguson, MO last year to this date. Before, I even began I want to say My Heart & Prayers go to Mike Brown's Parents as well as family. On this date last years and the days that followed: Hearts were broken, faith was lost, hurt was in the air, pain, anger, and every other emotion in between. What came out of Ferguson was nothing good or optimist. However, it highlighted something that even those who don't want to admit it have to think about. It brought to light to the very root and core of America's Flaws. Anyway, like I say before I get started I want to close this by saying RIP Mike Brown.
Now, I could have wrote something yesterday or last week however I wanted to feel today. I wanted to spend the day in my thought before I moved on with writing. I thought about Mike Brown the Young Brother, His Family, Other Young Brothers, Myself, Countless Others, even those on the opposite side of Us (those who don't believe in our "views" on discrimination). I took this Sunday that happens to be the anniversary of the day a lot of lives (including myself) changed forever. I wanted to think about life as a whole. I wrote some stuff on Criticl, but for all my faithful Brothers I wanted to not get across a story or convenience y'all of anything (I know I don't need to do that with Us); however, I wanted to openly express as well as marinate on this day.
I personally wanted to see how I felt almost a year later after Mike's death.
To be honest with y'all I feel nothing: I feel empty. I can't explain it, but maybe y'all feel the same way. For me when I saw Mike Brown and his blood running down the street, lifeless body covered only by a cheap white sheet (some photos without the sheet) left there like a dog: I lost something that day. I lost something that even one year later I have yet to regain it. Time has not healed this particular wound for me. On that day I not only lost another Young Brother, but I lost part of me. I lost part of my faith in humanity or at least some hope that even though no one cares about Our pain; people would still treat Us with a smallest of respect. Leaving Brother Mike's body out there made me see the message they were sending: You are less than a dog. It's truly sad, because after 400 years of slavery, heartbreak, and struggle; we are still being dehumanized in the highest form.
You are less than a dog? I know this is true because even people say dogs are a part of their family. And, I know for sure no one would leave their family out on the street died. I mean, I thought at the very least we were all "human" as they like to say. However, dogs are supposed to be a "inferior" species than us; but they still get treated better.
I lost hope because I thought at the very least, someone would have the decency to shield Mike's lifeless body from his mother. I mean His own mother had to see them like this for hours and could do nothing about it. That is cruel and inhumane punishment for a mother who has done nothing to no one.
Therefore, on this one year anniversary I feel nothing. Because, the empty part of my heart as not been filled. However, it has only had to work harder to compensate for the void left by the events taken place this day in 2014.
One year, I can't believe it. It feels like five, ten, maybe twenty years. I mean, so many hashtags and rallies. So many calls for justice and equality. So many fights for freedom and "true citizenship."
The struggle is real and it continues. I feel so complexed in my emotions about Mike Brown because I know that in another life or time Mike Brown could have been anyone of Us. I know that the price of his life was worth much more than cigars/cigarettes. I feel so sad because I know I see yet another mother crying for the fact that another person saw no value in her beloved child's life.
So many hashtags and so many names. Mike being one of them that transcended the boundaries and walls of just social justice or social media. Mike was truly a larger than life teen whose name is now and forever-more bigger than his stature. Unfortunately, not because of music or talent or anything. However, because he was yet another causality of life. No matter the circumstance or situation. He is yet another Brother gone to soon with too much potential left behind.
Mike Brown one year later is the same for me as some of the feeling I had in 2014. Unanswered question, limited changes, and a non-optimist viewpoint on life from almost every angle of the spectrum. Therefore, as I end this day of reflecting on Mike Brown and life as a whole I think the same as I did in 2014. However, only this time with a more mature and clearer mindset. As I think about this day in 2014, it will always be one I will never forget. It will be one that forever will be bookmarked in my head. Mike Brown one year later is something that without saying a word I know WE all know how each other feel.
That's why we must continue to do what we do. Teach, preach, learn, and continue to fight for a better world. That why I do what I do, so that I can help raise another generation as well as current Brotherhood. So, that we can prosper and advance. Making the changes that will make sure Mike's, Trayvon's, and countless other lives were not in vain.
In closing, RIP to Our Brother Mike Brown. To His family and friends my heart as well as prayers are with y'all as you have to relive a nightmare everyday; one that is probably tougher today because of the date it shares.
Mike Brown's Life Mattered. No matter what anyone says or feels.
Mike's Life Mattered.
8/9/15
Today, as you know it was the one year anniversary of Mike Brown. Our Departed Brother was shot in his Ferguson, MO last year to this date. Before, I even began I want to say My Heart & Prayers go to Mike Brown's Parents as well as family. On this date last years and the days that followed: Hearts were broken, faith was lost, hurt was in the air, pain, anger, and every other emotion in between. What came out of Ferguson was nothing good or optimist. However, it highlighted something that even those who don't want to admit it have to think about. It brought to light to the very root and core of America's Flaws. Anyway, like I say before I get started I want to close this by saying RIP Mike Brown.
Now, I could have wrote something yesterday or last week however I wanted to feel today. I wanted to spend the day in my thought before I moved on with writing. I thought about Mike Brown the Young Brother, His Family, Other Young Brothers, Myself, Countless Others, even those on the opposite side of Us (those who don't believe in our "views" on discrimination). I took this Sunday that happens to be the anniversary of the day a lot of lives (including myself) changed forever. I wanted to think about life as a whole. I wrote some stuff on Criticl, but for all my faithful Brothers I wanted to not get across a story or convenience y'all of anything (I know I don't need to do that with Us); however, I wanted to openly express as well as marinate on this day.
I personally wanted to see how I felt almost a year later after Mike's death.
To be honest with y'all I feel nothing: I feel empty. I can't explain it, but maybe y'all feel the same way. For me when I saw Mike Brown and his blood running down the street, lifeless body covered only by a cheap white sheet (some photos without the sheet) left there like a dog: I lost something that day. I lost something that even one year later I have yet to regain it. Time has not healed this particular wound for me. On that day I not only lost another Young Brother, but I lost part of me. I lost part of my faith in humanity or at least some hope that even though no one cares about Our pain; people would still treat Us with a smallest of respect. Leaving Brother Mike's body out there made me see the message they were sending: You are less than a dog. It's truly sad, because after 400 years of slavery, heartbreak, and struggle; we are still being dehumanized in the highest form.
You are less than a dog? I know this is true because even people say dogs are a part of their family. And, I know for sure no one would leave their family out on the street died. I mean, I thought at the very least we were all "human" as they like to say. However, dogs are supposed to be a "inferior" species than us; but they still get treated better.
I lost hope because I thought at the very least, someone would have the decency to shield Mike's lifeless body from his mother. I mean His own mother had to see them like this for hours and could do nothing about it. That is cruel and inhumane punishment for a mother who has done nothing to no one.
Therefore, on this one year anniversary I feel nothing. Because, the empty part of my heart as not been filled. However, it has only had to work harder to compensate for the void left by the events taken place this day in 2014.
One year, I can't believe it. It feels like five, ten, maybe twenty years. I mean, so many hashtags and rallies. So many calls for justice and equality. So many fights for freedom and "true citizenship."
The struggle is real and it continues. I feel so complexed in my emotions about Mike Brown because I know that in another life or time Mike Brown could have been anyone of Us. I know that the price of his life was worth much more than cigars/cigarettes. I feel so sad because I know I see yet another mother crying for the fact that another person saw no value in her beloved child's life.
So many hashtags and so many names. Mike being one of them that transcended the boundaries and walls of just social justice or social media. Mike was truly a larger than life teen whose name is now and forever-more bigger than his stature. Unfortunately, not because of music or talent or anything. However, because he was yet another causality of life. No matter the circumstance or situation. He is yet another Brother gone to soon with too much potential left behind.
Mike Brown one year later is the same for me as some of the feeling I had in 2014. Unanswered question, limited changes, and a non-optimist viewpoint on life from almost every angle of the spectrum. Therefore, as I end this day of reflecting on Mike Brown and life as a whole I think the same as I did in 2014. However, only this time with a more mature and clearer mindset. As I think about this day in 2014, it will always be one I will never forget. It will be one that forever will be bookmarked in my head. Mike Brown one year later is something that without saying a word I know WE all know how each other feel.
That's why we must continue to do what we do. Teach, preach, learn, and continue to fight for a better world. That why I do what I do, so that I can help raise another generation as well as current Brotherhood. So, that we can prosper and advance. Making the changes that will make sure Mike's, Trayvon's, and countless other lives were not in vain.
In closing, RIP to Our Brother Mike Brown. To His family and friends my heart as well as prayers are with y'all as you have to relive a nightmare everyday; one that is probably tougher today because of the date it shares.
Mike Brown's Life Mattered. No matter what anyone says or feels.
Mike's Life Mattered.
8/9/15
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