“Inspired by George Floyd” by Butch Ford
Sometimes I sit and reflect on the way life used to be. Naw that’s actually some bullshit. Honestly…I do that quite a bit. Things were a lot easier when we were the kids. We had parents, grandparents, aunts, and uncles to lead and guide us. They showed us right from wrong and there were lessons in everything they would say. Life seemed so pure and innocent back then.
There were obvious challenges, but we were protected from them. We didn’t know we were poor. We weren’t aware that they struggled so mightily. All we saw and felt was the overabundance of love that they showered us with.
Personally, I had strong ties in my church home in which I was raised. The block I grew up on was a tight-knit extended family. Little League, Highschool & College Baseball produced unbreakable lifetime bonds. And dozens of friends have lasted throughout the decades.
But today…a lot of the influential people I made reference to earlier have gone on to glory. And life isn’t quite the same without them anymore…as now, we are the parents, grandparents, aunts, and uncles. It’s our responsibility to carry on the legacy of strong, positive, respectful, and proud role models & leaders to the generations watching us. In some aspects, we’ve made strides. And in several ways, we’re failing them.
The name George Floyd has become synonymous with change, reform and unity. But there’s a lot of additional work that has to be done. This is only the beginning. But it seems as though we’ve turned the corner. Whites are standing with us in our struggle. Our voices are being heard. And it’s stretched beyond our borders.
I can’t speak for everyone. But I know my relatives, church family, neighborhood family, educators, coaches, friends, and Civil Rights Activists who are no longer with us…have to be smiling down on us & beaming with pride. Maybe we have finally “overcome.”