#BlackLivesMatter: We Had #Enough No ratings yet.

Written by on March 27, 2018

Waking up this morning in our nation’s capital… I got here late last night with a splitting headache. I’ve been here many times before… marching for our lives. But this time looks very different. From the moment I walked in the packed hotel lobby… Very different. I’m inspired to write. That last sentence ended long ago, several minutes at least. Not because I don’t know what to say but I got stuck in the time warp. The fact that there’s still so many so fiercely committed to live as three America’s.

Why are you marching today? Why are you not? Is this your first student led march against gun violence that you’re joining?

Be honest. I really want to know.

A February shooting in Florida in 2013… That’s when I first took the opportunity to march for justice against gun violence. A mother’s heart was “ripped in half” (her tearful words) at the shooting and cold blooded murder of her 17 year old son. This was a tragedy. The gunman, proudly admitted, standing there at the scene, gun in hand, was left by responding police to “go home”. Not even arrested or taken in for questioning. This was the second tragedy. Then there was the acquittal. “Not guilty.” One white gunman. One white judge. A unanimous vote from six white women jurors. And one innocent teenage student dead. An American child. Black. And this is where the greatest tragedy. The greatest pain. So bad, so deep, that it’s almost numbing. RIP Trayvon Martin.

This is the tragedy of America.

That year, THOUSANDS of families were ripped apart, devastated and shattered by gun violence claiming the lives of hundreds of children in cities across this country. Our children. American children. That was five years ago. But the same pain of injustice is still being felt deeply today, as I prepare to leave my hotel room, walk through the packed hotel lobby and into the streets leading to the capitol in a rush of tens of thousands. Five years later, a life altering day in February. More children fall from gun violence. But this is no February 2013 or any day of gun violence after. This is not just a tragedy that rips mother’s heart in half or brings a grown man to his knees in hysterical tears. It’s not just one community calling for justice. These American children were white.

This – is a full blown American Tragedy.

‘Time’ Magazine cover worthy… Like the courageous young student activists who rose up, organized and responded with a national movement that’s continued in the face of gun violence in cities like Baltimore, Philadelphia, New York and Wilmington, Parkland students raised their voice. And this time, America listened. Interviews on every single major talk show. Headlines in all the media outlets big and small. Schools across the country actually let students and teachers out of school to honor these 17 kids who were killed. How on earth do you think that made the other thousands feel who’ve had fellow classmates and community members gunned down every week in our cities? Even politicians are taking the stage to speak out, as they should have long ago! Which reminds me, I’ve never heard a more powerful and moving political speech in response to children dying from gun violence as when President Obama’s address on Sandy Hook. I was so moved. It never occurred to me to shut it out because the shooting victims he was talking about, the tearful mothers and the painful faces of fathers in the audience were white. I cried too. My heart hurt for those children and their families.

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