Wednesday, July 17, 2013

July 17😔

This is my moms birthday I miss her more then anyone can imagine. With all that's going around in my world. Life is too hard trying to be her when I can't be her.
I found out the hard way that in this world, it will only be your mother who will care for you fully, and unconditionally. The only friend who will fight you and still love you. 
She didn't only give birth to me, she has given me her heart for the nations that calls for justice.
Living in a world where I am wronged not only by people but also by the system. I cannot sit and be silenced. I will call out truth in love but be firm. Nothing can shake me, and the search for truth and justice. My personal struggles will continue and my heart will hurt. Hurt in knowing that this is not the life that we were meant to live, that this world can not be so much harder just because I am a woman, I am black, and I am beautiful. 
My mother's heart in me yearns for all and every injustice in my world, and the rest. 
Dedicating my life to a bigger cause, and this day to my beloved and fallen hero: 
Rest in peace Mamma
July 17, 1960 - September 22, 2012