Song Of The Day.... & Daily Reflection 03/12/18

Song Of The Day....

Today's Reflection:

“Was it you or I who stumbled first? It does not matter. The one of us who finds the strength to get up first, must help the other.”
― Vera Nazarian

Song Of The Day.... & Daily Reflection 10/27/17

Song Of The Day....

Today's Reflection:

“Religion is for people who're afraid of going to hell. Spirituality is for those who've already been there.” ― Vine Deloria Jr.

Song Of The Day.... & Daily Reflection 08/10/17

Song Of The Day....

Today's Reflection:

“Promises
Made and kept
Forgotten in keyless chambers
Dusty with age and neglect
Promises - that once were,
Still are,
Will always be..”
― Akanksha Singh

Song Of The Day,,,, & Daily Reflection 06/28/17

Song Of The Day....

Today's Reflection:

“Tomorrow. The word hangs in the air for a moment, both a promise and a threat. Then it floats away like a paper boat, taken from her by the water licking at her ankles.” ― Thrity Umrigar

Song Of The Day.... & Daily Reflection 04/12/17

Song Of The Day....

Today's Reflection:

“No man can walk so long in the Shadow that he cannot come again to the Light.” ― Robert Jordan

Song Of The Day.... & Daily Reflection 12/29/16

Song Of The Day....

Today's Reflection:

“I want people to know that I am a real person who exists in a real world. I am not a raped girl or victim. I had a life before that evening and I will continue to have a life. What happened with me that night will stay with me but if it has not killed me, it has made me stronger. ~ Subhangi Tyagi”

Song Of The Day.... & Today's Reflection 11/08/16

Song Of The Day....

Today's Reflection:

“Never let anyone tell you, your Black is not beautiful.” ― Habeeb Akande

Song Of The Day.... & Daily Reflection 08/30/16

Song Of The Day....

Today's Reflection:

“You know my name, not my story. You've heard what I've done, but not what I've been through.”
― Jonathan Anthony Burkett

No Tears For Trayvon Martin....

No Tears For Trayvon
by The Literary Masturbator

I have no tears for Trayvon Martin

I fear if I start crying, I may never stop

If I start crying I might remember the many who have been killed and since there has been no justice, I am not at peace....

There is no reason for him to be dead other than a twist of fate that placed him in the same time and space as someone with twisted thinking at the other end of a weapon, and I'm not exactly sure why a volunteer neighborhood watch person needs to carry a gun....

I’ve wept for mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers that have felt the sting of loss in this situation

I’ve wept for lives that are left in the limbo of what could have been, what should have been

I’ve wept because people want to trivialize, or politicize these deaths for their own purpose like when an occupier said they were protesting the Oakland Police Department for the killing of Oscar Grant when it’s a fact, common knowledge, and if you are unsure a quick & easy google search that he was killed by the bullet from the gun of a BART Police Officer, and while it shouldn’t matter who committed the injustice, please do not use the situation to promote your own agenda

I have no tears for Trayvon Martin

If I start crying, I may never stop

I might weep for senseless killings everywhere

Gated communities in Florida
BART Platforms
On African soil
Afghan villages
Iraqi oil fields
High school campuses

I may even cry for the homicidal tone of politics by people who want to regulate what is considered moral




I’ve become de-sensitized to our reality centric view of life, because if I care I will cry, and if I cry I may become angry, and if I become angry I may become afraid, and if I’m afraid I may continually think, this may be the last time I see my nephew, the kid in my building, or one of the young men at my  church, and it was because he went to get some candy, I heard George Zimmerman's brother said that he's suffering from PTSD, I'd have more compassion if six weeks later Trayvon wasn't suffereing from D E A D

I have no tears for Trayvon Martin

If I start crying, I may never stop

I should not have to fear for their lives, or mine for that matter because for all intents and purposes I can be profiled, and so can my brother with a kufi, and my sister in a hijab

I’m a believer that life is eternal, that love never dies, that we are spirits housed in physical form

So I am releasing Trayvon’s name into the Universe in the hopes it will become an echo reverberating through time and space

A whisper to a scream

And maybe, just a tear will fall

And I will find the strength to cry....

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