Race shouldn't be this big of an issue. But, sadly enough it is. Race is in fact is everything. It's more than just the pigment of your skin.
Wether it may be white privilege or black oppression to each is own has sin. It's repercussions of the past like this makes you reconsider if you really tied loose ends.
Recollection of the past explains why we are so broken if not bent. Believe it or not. Wether it's mentally, physically, or emotionally the slave aspect of us still lies within.
What did you honestly expect? One can not simply detach themselves from things such as that.
That very thing, makes us who we are today and it's not something that should be shied away.
This is not something you should look negatively at. For this is something you can truly accept.
To understand the present, one must familiarize themselves with the past, yet it is fabricated by truth, and hidden behind lies.
Our history does not begin as slaves. But, with great civilizations, mathematics, and hieroglyphics but, we still get no praise.
Only imitations and appropriation but, I seek for better days, for mankind to make sense of things and change its selfish ways.
Everything we had ever had went up in a fiery blaze. That's we try so hard to cling onto what little we have left engulfed by a smokey haze.
As ridiculous as it may sound arguing over fads and trends. As something simple as mere braids have black people at their wit ends. As irrelevant as an hairstyle might be to you as it is me.
Getting Cornrows confused with French braids isn't so funny and for the white girl with cornrows that is being made a mockery or considered a style icon with all of the flattering.
What gives her the audacity to even wear those proudly? While Susan is couture and Sheena is trashy. But, who is she the one to talk?
Sheena doesn't even like to strut her stuff. Instead she decides to stick with her Brazilian spending hundreds and thousands in hopes to look a like a billion.
One can only assume that she hates herself, because it's black women like her that don't want to embrace themselves, as ignorant as that may sound. One's opinion should not count. Continue to love yourself with every ounce.
To all my Afrocentric ladies out there. That represent every texture of your hair. Loving every kink and every curl. Parading around because you are happy to be a black girl.
Don't you dare look down, at any black girl that rather relaxes her hair. You aren't more of black woman because you are in love with your hair.
Shoutout to my brothers and sisters that don't live in fear. Even when all odds seem to be against you here. Black lives matter, let us continue to cheer our voices will soon be heard loud and clear.
"What would America be like if we loved black people as much as we loved black culture?" Maybe our days wouldn't be numbered nor shortened.
Maybe then America would wake up from it's slumber and become aware of the civil war that's happening right in front of them.
