Essay Letter To Momma

Dear momma, I know it terrifies you when I say that I would give up my life to stand up for what I believe in, but just listen to me. Just this once, listen to me. Momma, innocent people are dying everyday, and there’s no good or easy way to explain this to you, but you could be next. I could be next. Your three year old nephew could be next. The little girl across the street could be next. Remember that time when we were at a stop light and the cop car pulled up next to us? You told me to be still and be silent. On the outside I was calm for your sake, but inside, my blood was boiling because the fact that those words even came out of your mouth is a mistake.
You always ask me why I hate cops. It’s because they cop all the support when another black teen gets shot. I’m starting to feel as if everyone is blind. This whole thing is nothing but black genocide. …show more content…
Imagine someone contaminating the soil you grow from with toxins and then blaming you from not sprouting correctly. Momma, we are not the problem, I promise you. The truth is that our people have been lied to.
Imagine someone doing everything in their power to try to hide your history from you. You see, I’m on a mission to find out the origin of my roots, but it’s proven to be a lot harder than I thought it would be, and beyond that, a lot harder than it’s supposed to be. I like to think of it as tug of war. I’m on one side, while everyone else against my advancement is on the other. We’re both trying as hard as we can- giving this all we’ve got. I’m constantly pulling, trying to find out the truth, while they’re on the other side, struggling trying to keep it a secret.
Dear momma, I leave the house every morning hoping that I make it back alive. Realizing that the only thing blackness can do in this world is survive. Momma ask yourself, why the fuck does life have to be a