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The Flip Side

As I was watching the news yesterday, the first three stories ran in this order: a 15 year-old black girl was thrown and slammed to the ground by a white police officer in McKinney, Texas. Second, a white man is currently on trial for shooting an 8 year-old black boy in the face at their apartment complex. Last, a white officer is currently on trial for shooting and killing an unarmed 60 year-old black man in the back as he ran from his car during a traffic stop.
If you are not, as America labels it, “black”, would these stories have any effect on you? Can you relate to them in any way? Do any of these stories disturb you? Well, let’s take a trip to what I call, the flip-side. Doodle-doo-doodle-doo-doodle-doo-doop.
As I was watching the news yesterday, the first three stories ran in this order: a white, 15 year old (a minor), female was thrown and slammed to the ground by a black police officer in McKinney, Texas. Second, a black man is currently on trial for shooting an 8 year-old white boy in the face at their apartment complex. Last, a black officer is currently on trial for shooting and killing an unarmed 60 year old white man in the back as he ran from his car during a traffic stop.

Okay… How do you feel now?

Whether the person is black or white, wrong is wrong and right is right…

– Jah Soul

I Am Mike Brown

This young lady is Payne’s cousin-in-law. She is full of fire and Konscious thoughts. She popped up on this blog sharing her feelings with us in rhyme. A true embodiment of her name, we introduce you to Sassy. We hope you will enjoy her insight and perspective from a woman’s view. Peace and Blessings, Isis Rain…

I am Mike Brown

I would have never known how treacherous the world could really be, till they shot down Mike Brown that could have been you, that could have been me, so I don’t feel protected by no means free.

Although I have a name, I’m just a number. Stuck in this ever failing system that is not built to protect us, instead it’s there quietly awaiting to get us caught up, so we won’t have enough money to put up a fuss.

I’m so scared as the tears constantly fall; I’m caught up in a system that wants me to fall.

I am frightened to death to raise my hand, fearing the retribution of the gunman’s plan.
I feel like a prisoner in my own house, I work too dang hard to keep a closed mouth.

What kind of system fails all the tests? A murdering system that could really care less.
Does not matter if you are right or if you are wrong, we deserve to live and carry on.

God I pray as I do each day, I hope my good hasn’t gone astray.
I’m tired of no action, we need to make rush, can’t let this system keep killing us.
I’m crying for justice I want satisfaction; lighten my burdens by bringing the action.

Don’t want to be a victim of circumstance caught up in a system that has no plan.

– Sassy