(This is the speech that I made at the national day of protest against police brutality)
I stand before you tonight to share my story of the aftermath of losing my father to please brutality when I was seven. To hopefully illuminate a universal language that can transcsend race. the language that comes from children who are suffering from the horrible trauma of losing their father to police violence. I recognize that simply because of the color of my skin this somehow translates into what is known as white privilege and for me to be silent about racial inequality is to be on the side of the oppressor and this I will not do. I wrote the following poem called “dear chalk outline” in which I am writing a letter to a friend turn foe; the yellow chalk that was the last thing that I saw my father .
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