As I sit and reflect on what has occurred within the last two months, I can't help but feel worn out. What hurts is the fact that there is nothing that I can do for Trayvon Martin and the 17 year old Jamaican Boy. It's frustrating. Both of them are not getting the justice they deserve.
I feel the weight if it on my back, on my heart. It's heavy.
We care, and we know what happened. We know it wasn't right and that innocent lives were taken away.
A lillte ole me is simply putting this out there in hopes that someone will take something away from the acknowledgment.
They are me and are a part of me.
Hugs, kisses, and wishes.
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