Defining the intersection between listening and living

Hashtag kids

These past two days twitter, Instagram, and most social media forums have been a flood with cries of outrage over the two recent police incidents involving more blacks. Like much of this year, I have had to maintain a focus of just trying to survive. Struggle, rage, frustration these are all emotions that run through the minority communities in the light of the recent tragedies when those who are sworn to protect fail at that protection. Facebook became a place to document the injustices, where a woman lost her fiance and love. Jay-z released a track that voiced his stance with a written message.

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This got me thinking why must we fight to justify our existence and worth more than those around us. While this should not be the case it is. I have experienced and face much of the racism and have fortunately come out unharmed but I feel for those hurting from these incidents. I make the daily decision that is trivial and that triviality could be my undoing because of the color of my skin. The conversation that I have with others is jaded by the inconsistencies in choices and reality.

Some have asked me why the difference with the hashtag for that slain, or black lives matter. This is because it is an issue that has been going on for a long time but with the surge in social media we can put it on a platform garner attention and make this a discussion to move forward. Have we moved forward yes but not much as black lives and minority lives are still second class?

I stopped watching the news a while ago, with the birth of my daughter I did not want to expose her to the graphic harsh issues that we as adults deal with. I sometimes think about what she will have to face when she gets older and hope that it is better but I am not optimistic given our current course. I moved to social media, specifically twitter for most of my news but occasionally other media outlets. This provides me with a more rapid development of public our rage and social movements.

So after hearing about the second killing in a matter of days  I am saddened by the continual destruction of the black community. I am at least comforted that individuals in the community with strong voices have the courage to speak but we must do more. We are more than hashtags and movements. We are men, women, and children. We have names, dreams, and feeling. We just need more. More action, more compassion, more acceptance and more humanity like the words below. Human nature, we need to look deep within and accept our nature.

Looking Out
Across The Night-Time
The City Winks A Sleepless Eye
Hear Her Voice
Shake My Window
Sweet Seducing Sighs

Get Me Out
Into The Night-Time
Four Walls Won’t Hold Me Tonight
If This Town
Is Just An Apple
Then Let Me Take A Bite

If They Say –
Why, Why, Tell ‘Em That Is Human Nature
Why, Why, Does He Do Me That Way
If They Say –
Why, Why, Tell ‘Em That Is Human Nature
Why, Why, Does He Do Me That Way

Reaching Out
To Touch A Stranger
Electric Eyes Are Ev’rywhere
See That Girl
She Knows I’m Watching
She Likes The Way I Stare

If They Say –
Why, Why, Tell ‘Em That Is Human Nature
Why, Why, Does He Do Me That Way
If They Say –
Why, Why, Tell ‘Em That Is Human Nature
Why, Why, Does He Do Me That Way
I Like Livin’ This Way
I Like Lovin’ This Way

Looking Out
Across The Morning
The City’s Heart Begins To Beat
Reaching Out
I Touch Her Shoulder
I’m Dreaming Of The Street

If They Say –
Why, Why, Tell ‘Em That Is Human Nature
Why, Why, Does He Do Me That Way
If They Say –
Why, Why, Tell ‘Em That Is Human Nature
Why, Why, Does He Do Me That Way
I Like Livin’ This Way

So as always walk with me on this journey with a small sweater and some headphones.

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