Have you ever wondered what will happen once all of our soldiers have fallen? Once all of the activist that fought for our equality, our justice leave and it is just us? Are you prepared to pick up the baton and finish running the race; or will you just be a spectator and let others run the race and control how you have been accustomed to living?
All of these questions plagued me over the weekend. With the death of Maya Angelou, it made me think of all the other soldiers who fought and continue to fight for us. Honestly, I do not know if I am ready to pick up that baton. I believe in equality and justice, but the things that my people went through for us, I do not know if I have the skin to do it knowing the consequences. Yet the race still has to go on.
I am impressed and disappointed with my generation. So many of us have fallen victim to our society instead of coming out with the victory. We our letting the culture, the craze of today, dictate the lives in which we live. Systematically we are being controlled by others and since some of us lack the mental capacity to retain the knowledge needed to get us to the next level; we become stagnant.It’s sad really. We, myself included have been so caught up in living through others faux realities and struggles, that we lose site of what our struggles feel like. Living vicariously through people who probably wish they could live life through you.Now isn’t that funny.
We do not know how good we have it. Even on our bad days, life could be so much worst. It is funny that the same things that entertain us, are the same thing that separates us as a society. We are losing the race and we are not even aware of it. So much madness going on all over the world that is effecting the way we live our day-to-day lives, the way our children conduct themselves,and the way our government governs us. Because we choose to look pass the problem, that soon becomes our issue.
I see a lot of people worried about other countries. a lot of save our girls. Honestly, how can someone save “our girls”
when they need help saving their own. As a nation, we are lost. Whether you realize it or not, we are lost. Who will put out an S.O.S for us? In a country who are willing to fight for other countries, but everywhere you turn, we are at war with ourselves. Whose going to help save our girls? Whose going to help father our boys? Whose going to teach the hard to learn about the life that is so hard to live?
Are you going to pick up the baton and continue the race so that the next generation can stand on your shoulders as we did of the others who have rallied and ran for us? Are will you continue to be a spectator just standing upon their shoulders until they fall 6 feet deep into the grown the paved for you? The choice is yours.