SAY THEIR NAMES…

Words are things. You must be careful, careful about calling people out of their names, using racial pejoratives and sexual pejoratives and all that ignorance. Don’t do that. Some day we’ll be able to measure the power of words. I think they are things. They get on the walls. They get in your wallpaper. They get in your rugs, in your upholstery, and your clothes, and finally in to you.

Maya Angelou

REMEMBERING OUR LOVED ONE’S EVERY SINGLE DAY….

BY: GEORGE ADDISON

Each year thousands of black and brown women and girls go missing… often never to be found. And then there are those women that are killed and injured by police. Our queens and matriarchs have had enough and no longer intend on being ignored and forgotten. Fathers have had enough. Alive or dead, the world will know their names..

I remember, honor, express my love, gratitude for the black and brown women that have impacted my life, my world. Thanks to the women that have loved me, taught me, disciplined me, protected me, guided me, uplifted and appreciated me. I remember the warrior sisters who have been slain. I give thanks to the sisters that have risen, I give thanks to the sisters that remain. Thanks to the families that continue to push forward, the families that say their names, the families that continue the relentless fight for right!

Death has become a shadow that covers us. Our babies killing themselves for no rhyme or reason as we remain in the season of the hunt. Our holocaust is never ending… from the shores of Africa to the bloody shores of America… dead kings and queens abound in this land of milk and honey, land of dreams and nightmares, walking, standing, sitting, reading, talking, riding, sleeping, hands raised, hands cuffed, hands tied, hands in front or back, with permission or without, kings and queens are dead the same.

Learn the rules, play by the rules, the rules change and the game changes daily. Equity, fairness, justice, truth, are figments of our imagination covered by the internal and external scars of the battles we survive as a people. Change is coming, the revolution has been televised, with images of us being hunted and gunned down in the back, front, in pubic and private places. The perceived animals will soon hunt the hunters and the outcome will be merciless. Is this the new America they keep asking for?

The hate, greed and indifference of each waking moment.. Who will it be today? Say their names, Say their names..