Yes, Your Life Matters

Were you ever followed by department store security because your skin is white?

If not, your life has always mattered.

Were you ever denied a job simply because your skin is white?

If not, your life has always mattered.

When your son was old enough to drive, did you sit him down and tell him: If you’re ever stopped by a white cop, roll the window partially down, put both hands on the steering wheel, and do not reach for your registration in the glove compartment. He’s likely to think you’re reaching for a gun and he’ll shoot you, no questions asked. It’s called “the talk.”

If not, your life has always mattered.

Were you ever handcuffed at your front door while trying to enter your own house . . . in a white neighborhood?

If not, your life has always mattered.

Was your great, great, great grandmother raped by the man who owned her, then forced to bear his child who would be sold into slavery? Was your great, great, great grandfather sold on an auction block like a piece of merchandise?

If not, your life has always mattered.

Was your son ever snatched from his bed in the dead of night, then hanged from a tree to die?

If not, your life has always mattered.

All we Black people ask is to be able to say our lives matter . . .

Just like your White life has always mattered

written by Amy Bryant, Safety Harbor resident blogger
Author of You Can Go Home Again
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