Compassion hurts. When you feel connected to everything, you also feel responsible for everything. And you cannot turn away. Your destiny is bound with the destinies of others. You must either learn to carry the universe or be crushed by it. You must grow strong enough to love the world, yet empty enough to sit down at the same table with its worst horrors.
Talking, reading,seeing or listening to anything about slavery will never not affect me.
It’s not something that one day, I’ll just get over.
Anytime the topic is brought up,
I picture it a million times worse.
& no matter how “far” my race has come, or is coming along
it will never make me feel ok;
because the truth is we aren’t “coming along.”
We’re still being broken down by this very second &
Africa & it’s history is still slowly being erased.
So yeah, we’re doing “ok” considering what happened,
but not as “ok” as we would be if we were never stolen from our home & disconnected from our true identities in the first place.