We are a community. We are family. We are individuals, yet we are one. We are thousands of miles apart, but we come together in one city, at one moment, at any time. We march. We yell. We cry. We fight. We fight because without fighting we don’t exist. We fight because without fighting we lay down, hands up, accepting that we deserve to die. We fight for those who have been robbed from our neighborhoods, our community, our streets. We are not the thieves. We are not the animals. We are not the thugs. We are not the gang. We are black. We are black people with black souls, black minds, black hearts, and black voices; black voices that exclaim that our black love matters – our black life matters. We matter. We are strong. We stand together. We are not afraid.
We are bullet proof.