Black Lives Matter (Segment 1)

Black lives Matter

So.... Where do you even start in a book like this? Where does it end? When does it end? Why us? I have so many questions and so many needed answers that there's no ending to the voices us blacks have. We can't sit around posting the videos on social media or saying things or just being mad about it that's not gonna solve anything. We need a voice, someone higher in power, someone who can make a difference. We need a safe haven a person who we can go to when something's wrong granted we have the president of the United States who is president Obama, our first African American president. He's trying but it's sad to say the whites are not listening because most did not want him in office to begin with. When they walked down the road when he first was elected with his wife Michelle at hand, almost every black person feared that someone could take that right away from us. Someone could've assassinated president Obama and the world braced for it, African Americans were so fearful that we could get all that joy snatched right away from us.  Recently in the past three days there's been four police killings to blacks, a black man was shot four times impulsively for selling bootleg CD's outside of the store where the store manager said he could sell. This man died right in front of his 15 year old son and when you watch the video your heart aches for his family. Then a young black male was shot in his vehicle for reaching for his ID. This is not the world I want to live in as a African American female because I want children, and I should not be afraid to have a son thinking that he could be shot at any given moment for no absolute legit reason. The white man continues to hold the power and we fear him as usual nothing has changed from slavery days were dying for no reason. Being attacked for no reason just because they have the power to, I fear that my father won't come home at night or that the boy I love won't make it home safely and that's sickening to my stomach we shouldn't fear leaving our own homes. We live in fear and we can't get out of that because every time we feel as though we're in the clear, something happens again. God tells us we shouldn't fear no man and yet we still fear the white man. The church says everything happens for a reason, but what's the reason for that? Can anyone tell me what the reason for all of us getting shot and killed on a daily for no fucking reason? I don't understand this at all, my mom raised me to not see color. If this was white people dying and getting shot by black people I would still be the same. I would still take the side of the people who shouldn't have to suffer, if you have a gun that doesn't mean you have to use it. There's more ways to get someone's attention then to kill them in almost all these situations the deaths could've been avoided. I would've even felt better if they were tazed  for no reason at least they would still be alive to defend themselves in court. Instead there dead and they only go by videos and what's said by the police officer. No one even knows if it's the truth or not but we won't know so it's an unfair trial, it's ridiculous. Alton sterling is the man who was shot multiple times in the chest for selling CDs. On the date of July 5th year 2016, no longer then one day later a man by the name of
Philando Castro. In front of his daughter and his girlfriend for reaching for his license and registration. I truly despise the feeling I get when you watch the families at press conferences crying there hearts out. Begging and pleading that the man that killed there loved one goes to prison.