Entry for April 21, 2008
Sometimes I wonder is there hope for Black People I wonder if we can really break the shackles that were once forced on us but now that we wear willingly. Everytime I see a young brother on the corner up to no good or a sister wearing something she shouldn't be wearing on her way o do something she shouldn't be doing. I think is it worth it should I just say I am whatever you say I am. Why should I care about someone, who doesn't care about me simply because our skin is the same tone? then i think If I Don't, Who Will?