That Resilient Black Boy

though the seems of their cracked dignity are stitched tightly from the riots of their past, the scars still remain.

time and time again we are forced to yield to the mal-intended officers in blue and black as they cover the bodies of their victims in the very colors that they so proudly display to the world. from ung-dly amounts of abuse their ancestors received in the south, to unjust persecution which, today, they still feel, they continue to strive, despite having their throats crushed by the white man's heels.

no longer should we tolerate the lives of the innocent being taken by those who stripped their great-great-grandparents of their dignity. how dare you claim all lives matter when those whose ancestors built this country are being killed? i dare you to walk a mile in the shoes of those who never got to the finish line or perhaps even attempt to be in the comfort of your home and have your safe Photo by: Afşar Arda

space taken from under your feet.

may whatever holy being you believe in grant us the power to unite as one. Black, Asian, Hispanic, and White, we have the power to shift the narrative.

xo,

saffron