In light of all that has been happening in the country, I write to you all a love letter in support of my fellow Kings, also known as Black men. #Blacklivesmatter
Dear Black Woman,
We need you… In spite of what has been said and or portrayed. We love us some Black women. The switch in your walk, the way the sun bounces off of your melanated skin, the way that your hair defies gravity, the strength that is embedded in you directly from our ancestors, we love you.
As you can tell, we are hurting. We are being killed at an alarming rate, they are taking us from you due to gun violence and mass incarceration. Some of us are subjected to viewing you from glass windows, some emasculated through the system, and an alarming amount of us would rather empower you through booty shaking music in strip clubs and music videos, rather than encouraging you towards acquiring an education from an institution of higher learning, leadership, trades, and promoting economic growth within our communities. We are lost.
Our family structure is crumbling at its core. There aren’t enough of us supporting you at home, you are raising our children alone, and our children are being educated by the very system that oppresses them. We apologize.
We need you…
We need you to continue to be the driving force that supports us. We need you to keep us home and out of the streets. We need you to show us how to love you in order to be better partners. We need you to point us in the right direction when all seems lost, and we need you to support our dreams when we express them. We need your sense of humor, and your calming presence. We need your soft and gentle hands to caress us after a long day. We need you to hold us accountable to all of our deeds as your men. We need you to encourage us to make it home safe and most importantly we need your unconditional love.
Black Women, we need you…