Black lives still matter

In the wake of two shootings and lynching ( yes there was a hanging in  Piedmont Park and nobody herd about it. The media buried it) my father called me. He said in short do  what you can to keep yourself safe becuase "I don't want to bury my child." He knows I'm an activist and he literally beg me to stop.  He is fed up with the way things are and agrees marching and protesting bring about change. But I'm his only child and as much as he wants me to go out and change the world he wants me alive. This is a very serious conversation black families continuously have to have. This world has been built upon our back. The American dream is one we help provide, not one we get to enjoy. Your life matters but is also seen as worthless and a threat. When I was little my dad would say my beautiful black girl you are magic.  You are a queen.  They fear you. They envy you. They hate you.  They will try to hurt you, to kill you.  You are greater than thier hate because you are black.  You are a black girl and you are a magical queen. I didn't understand until Trevon Martin. I thought I was going to break my heart hurt so much when he was murdered. Yet I before you remain unbroken. Beaten and bloody but unbroken. I will continue to have black lives matter talks until my chest no longer draws breath. I will continue to protest even when I can't walk, for I will have a wheelchair and a younger person will push me.  But for now I will rest.  I am tried and my father doesn't want to bury his child. I have tears I need to cry and screams that are clogging my throat. I will do what I can to stay safe when I can't call the police, can't defend myself, and can't trust my fellow man. I will do what I can where I can't be queer,  I can't be black, I'm not female but that doesn't stop me from facing the oppressions that come with a female body, plus having a disability. I ask that we do what we can to keep each other safe and in community. Reach out to each other with love. It will be the only way we can make it through this.  Love is what keeps me going and keeps me unbroken. If I do continue to do one thing it will be provide support through love. So if you can't march or protest, love someone who can.  Be there for them. #blacklivesmatter