"Born a black man, born to be proud. born to stand up, and sometimes fall down. Born to be the best but get looked at different from the Rest. Born to have the American dream, but up against the odds, is what it seems."
But today, in our society, we are living in a world where being a black man or woman seems to be a crime. Discrimination is a factor in our inner cities. It has manifested in ways that's unexplainable, and unacceptable to human nature.
BLACK LIVES MATTER! if you can't understand the movement or reason, it's because you have not lived in our shoes, or felt like your loved ones life is at risk when leaving home. You have not felt the pain of all victims families that was murdered by law enforcement officers.
You have not experienced the judgement of being black, or being labelled so understanding is difficult. But as a proud Black man that came from the inner city, that's been discriminated against, that's experienced police brutality, and still over came the obstacles through education to pass along, I feel obligated to speak out to my community.
It's been too many lives taken for no reason, and I feel it's time to do something, and fighting fire with fire is not the way to solve this issue. I feel we can beat them by educating our communities, talking more to our kids about the facts without sugar coating the truth, because, racism still exist.
Once again the pain runs deep no goodnight sleep, the hurt and pain and sadness runs deep in my veins bringing tears to the forefront pouring from my eyes, down my cheeks as the breath of life is exiting another Black man, Delron Small, Alton Sterling, Philando Castile, murdered by another officer in blue, firing the fatal shot's, flames from the barrel of the gun, tearing into the flesh of thet human life, black man, black woman, down, laying in the streets, breath slowly departing their body, "Help Me Please", Eric Gardner cries out, "I can't breathe", not a care in the world do they have. license to kill, gunshots rang out in the blink of an eye, a amily torn apart, forever changed, a mother, father, son, brother, husband, daughter, gone, all because of your insensitivity and dirext cruelty, hate in your eyes, as you lie, "I was being attacked", is a mother- fucken lie, you just stole another brother's life, howcan I not cry after what I saw on world news, couldn't even hide or deny a world of hate and war against us, where is our place beyond the basketball court or football field, entertaining you, making you laugh is how you see me and my people, our minds you fear, but is it the mirror of your own brutality, madness and chaos, causing you to fear that another Micah Johnson will come forth, yet, you trained him in your military to kill, now you degrade him and demasculate him. The rivers of blood that stains Ameerica bears your handprint of hostility, fear, anger and suffering. Unchanged you are, where is our place that you so want to erase? What are we to do just allow you to abuse us, and disregard our lives? It is not our hate for you, but rather the hate of your abuse and brutality of us, devaluing our lives. Your lives aren't more valuable than ours, we all were born of the womb of a woman, equally. of worth, a mother, child and family, pained by the loss of their loved one that you caused. Precious we are Black Jewels, Kings, Queens, Prince, and Prinsseses we are.
Alyssa, David has been moved in and out of the hall and is now in a completely different area. He still wants to write and keep in contact. Could you please John him a note or send him a note so he knows that you are still around. Thank you
We haven't heard from you in a while Marty, you'd better get on top of this! I'm curious what your thoughts are on the DP, it sounds as if you are against it but have you met any guys in there that make you scratch your head a little? I'm also interested in hearing more about daily life in SQ. Get on it! :-)
I am late too. When I heard your mom died, I wrote something to Melanie to tell you; hopefully you got those words by her. We had a mass for a mom who died of cancer and in that mass I prayed for your mom as well.2 marvelous moms!I know you loved to talk with her as much as you could.Now she stays at your side your life long. You can still talk to her, Robert.She sees your pain and listens to what you have to tell her.:) She guides you now. Your mom is in a better place and watches upon you. She sees her son and smiles on you. May this comfort you. Robert, you finally found your way and just go forward on that same path.If you are a good person, you'll attract good people along the way. :) Your momma is just at the other side, you know... Just keep all the happy moments in your heart and in certain things you'll see her face. Hear her voice... :) Those stay for ever in your mind. One of these days you get some money like before. I told Melanie. I hope your dad is taken care off. Cherish him as best as you can. You can't do more. Try always your best and see what comes towards you, my friend. A warm hug from your friend Rita x .
I just read your letter and all I can say is Thank you for apologizing Im glad to hear that you are using your time wisely and remember that hurt people hurt people seek GOD IN everything that you do let his voice guide you down the right path I believe that everyone has change in them and I believe that for you......
Hello, my name is Elizabeth Geyer. I am the girlfriend of a Lifer at SCI Graterford. His name is George Trudel. I started 3 petitions that concern him as a Lifer HB135/ SB293/ and one for his clemency through GOv. Wolf. I am now involved with working with Saleem from Lifers Inc. out of Graterford, getting signatures for Lifers Inc. petition they created on their website lifersincpa.org. It is to expand the commutation system in PA. These Senate and House Bills are crucial for Lifers being granted eligibility for parole and resentencing of the 2nd-degree felony murder law in PA. I need all the signatures I can get. I know these petitions I created will help all Lifers. Who do I contact to forward them and get family and friends of lifers at SCI Dallas to share them and get signatures? please email at SLSSGROUP@VERIZON.NET or call my cell at 2673575000. Thank you very much...Elizabeth Geyer
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THE MOVEMENT
"Born a black man, born to be proud.
born to stand up, and sometimes fall down.
Born to be the best
but get looked at different from the Rest.
Born to have the American dream,
but up against the odds, is what it seems."
But today, in our society, we are living in a world where
being a black man or woman seems to be a crime.
Discrimination is a factor in our inner cities. It has
manifested in ways that's unexplainable, and unacceptable to human nature.
BLACK LIVES MATTER! if you can't understand the movement or reason, it's because you have not lived in our shoes, or felt like your loved ones life is at risk when leaving home. You have not felt the pain of all victims families that was murdered by law enforcement officers.
You have not experienced the judgement of being black, or being labelled so understanding is difficult. But as a proud Black man that came from the inner city, that's been discriminated against, that's experienced police brutality, and still over came the obstacles through education to pass along, I feel obligated to speak out to my community.
It's been too many lives taken for no reason, and I feel it's time to do something, and fighting fire with fire is not the way to solve this issue. I feel we can beat them by educating our communities, talking more to our kids about the facts without sugar coating the truth, because, racism still exist.
-Reyon
BLACK JEWELZ
Once again the pain runs deep no goodnight sleep, the hurt and
pain and sadness runs deep in my veins bringing tears to the
forefront pouring from my eyes, down my cheeks as the
breath of life is exiting another Black man, Delron Small,
Alton Sterling, Philando Castile, murdered by another officer
in blue, firing the fatal shot's, flames from the barrel
of the gun, tearing into the flesh of thet human life, black
man, black woman, down, laying in the streets, breath
slowly departing their body, "Help Me Please", Eric Gardner
cries out, "I can't breathe", not a care in the world do
they have. license to kill, gunshots rang out in the
blink of an eye, a amily torn apart, forever changed,
a mother, father, son, brother, husband, daughter, gone,
all because of your insensitivity and dirext cruelty, hate
in your eyes, as you lie, "I was being attacked", is a mother-
fucken lie, you just stole another brother's life, howcan
I not cry after what I saw on world news, couldn't even
hide or deny a world of hate and war against us, where is
our place beyond the basketball court or football field,
entertaining you, making you laugh is how you see me and
my people, our minds you fear, but is it the mirror of
your own brutality, madness and chaos, causing you to
fear that another Micah Johnson will come forth, yet, you
trained him in your military to kill, now you degrade him
and demasculate him. The rivers of blood that stains Ameerica
bears your handprint of hostility, fear, anger and suffering.
Unchanged you are, where is our place that you so want
to erase? What are we to do just allow you to abuse
us, and disregard our lives? It is not our hate for
you, but rather the hate of your abuse and brutality
of us, devaluing our lives. Your lives aren't more
valuable than ours, we all were born of the womb
of a woman, equally. of worth, a mother, child and
family, pained by the loss of their loved one that you
caused. Precious we are Black Jewels, Kings, Queens, Prince,
and Prinsseses we are.
1 of 1 - B.G. (Demetrius Howard)
I am late too. When I heard your mom died, I wrote something to Melanie to tell you; hopefully you got those words by her. We had a mass for a mom who died of cancer and in that mass I prayed for your mom as well.2 marvelous moms!I know you loved to talk with her as much as you could.Now she stays at your side your life long. You can still talk to her, Robert.She sees your pain and listens to what you have to tell her.:)
She guides you now. Your mom is in a better place and watches upon you. She sees her son and smiles on you. May this comfort you. Robert, you finally found your way and just go forward on that same path.If you are a good person, you'll attract good people along the way. :)
Your momma is just at the other side, you know... Just keep all the happy moments in your heart and in certain things you'll see her face. Hear her voice... :) Those stay for ever in your mind.
One of these days you get some money like before. I told Melanie. I hope your dad is taken care off. Cherish him as best as you can. You can't do more. Try always your best and see what comes towards you, my friend.
A warm hug from your friend Rita x .
Keep fighting. We are with you.
Mike Barrett