My son is my entire world wrapped into a ball of energy and sweetness I can not imagine life without. My son is also Black. I grew up in a very different world, then he will know, and I can only shelter him from this chaos and the ugliness for so long. He will be a child of two worlds. The world he has grown up in and the way the world views him as a Black Man.
I want my son to hold his head high and be proud of who he is, what he looks like, what his cultures entail, and who his ancestors were and experienced. I want his future to be a long and bright, just like any other mother, but my son's life expectancy is dependant on the civility of others.
Education is typically lower for African American men, employment is harder to come by, and the poverty rate for African American's is twice as high to all men. Police brutality is killing young Black men across this country daily, and all some people can say is, "Oh, he shouldn't have been there." No, people in this country have the right to be wherever they want whenever. There are laws, but it is not against the law to be Black.

The world did not change at the abolition of slavery, nor during Reconstruction, nor during the Civil Rights Movement. The racial divide continues. Old prejudices are not extinct. People still proudly call out racists and hateful rhetoric to their neighbors and strangers alike.

Stand up and say something!
"Change will not come if we wait for some other person or some other time. We are the ones we've been waiting for. We are the change that we seek." ~President Barack Obama