Fifty Years Later: We are not Free

Fifty Years Later: We are not Free

 

 I wasn't in existence fifty years ago.  I came so so close to being here...in the world where inequality, injustice and the lack of freedom was rampant. I missed this time period just by a few years!

 I am here now, almost but not quite. fifty years later our people are not free. 

  Although the compelling speech of Martin Luther King resonates and ring like the sounds of the Liberty Bell, some of us are still searching.

  I am still trying to hear the sounds of the Liberty Bell for Trayvon Martin. If you do not know the story of Trayvon, where have you been? He received no liberty or justice.

 I am still waiting to hear the sounds of the Liberty Bell for the young Florida mom.

  Still waiting to hear the sounds of the Liberty Bell in which the Supreme Court will somehow redeem themselves from their voting rights ruling.   

 Still waiting to hear the sounds of the Liberty Bell for an end to racial profiling.  The reality of racially profiling is real and can be found here.

 Still waiting to hear the sounds of the Liberty Bell for the inner city Schools, whose survival is partially relied upon people like me with a group of friends to provide Minority children with school supplies.

 I am still waiting to see the huge gap close with unemployment rate of Minorities. 

 I am still waiting to hear the sounds of the Liberty Bell for equality and justice in the workplace whereas many of us are deployed and have to live in the Lion’s Den.  

 And so, our beloved MLK whom we celebrate each January to commemorate the march, the speech and the movement; I send a message to you in heaven that we are not free at last. You told us we were given a check with insufficient funds. I send this message Doctor; we have yet to be paid in full. I send a message to you that although you will hear from some that we have, it is only half of the story. We haven’t fully attained the equality and justice you dream and spoke of. 

I am grateful to you for serving as the catalyst to a movement that has again emerged. Thank you!

 Yet Reverend, as you look down on this new movement, as you watch those of us who chooses to have the courage of Rosa Parks; we pray that we display dignity and discipline while we fight for justice. Because, until justice rolls down like the levies of Hurricane Katrina, we ain’t* free!

 

*The writer intentionally chose to use this word.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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