“I Feel Helpless Now”... Story Of A Black Man In The Hood
I Feel Helpless Now... There’s nowhere to escape, nowhere to hide, nowhere to run; No real agency of protection and support.
That’s the feeling of some in our community. I was walking to the “papi” store in North Philly and I stopped and had a conversation with an African American man on the “block”.
I said: how are you doing sir?
He replied: well, what can I say with all that’s happening... helpless.
He went on...
... Police are killing Blackmen unjustly and enjoying the protection of agencies that are supposed to advocate for fairness and justice and for us. White underage folks are taunting us and threatening us killing us and that is Ok because he can retreat to the safety of the police and a society who have already demonized the protesters as lawless and criminal. And if that wasn’t enough, last night a black man got killed by his own black brother. And if you don’t get killed by the gun or by ya own brothers, then Covid will get you as it is already disproportionately affecting African Americans. And what’s worse we are already suffering from low economic and educational outcomes or disparities and with this Covid many of us are out of a job and are waiting for help but that help is yet to come as leaders play politics with [black] and the “working class” people’s lives.
“Wow@ I said, you seem resigned to hope and change and have reached a place of depression and FIGHT. He said. Well more depression and waiting to be killed. I can’t fight cause fight get you killed too.
I shook my head as I got set to depart saying don’t give up, change is slow and hard but good always Trump bad and if change is good and better than what we have, then change will come. He agreed and we pump fists 👊.
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