Happy Sunday! I hope that you're all doing well! First, let me say thank you for all of the wonderful support and feedback on my last blog. I debated for months on if I should open up about my personal life considering how private I am. In the end, it all worked out really well for me and I appreciate all of the prayers and helpful tips on how I can manage my endometriosis. So again thank you loves. Some of you asked if I would keep you updated on my journey with my endometriosis and I absolutely will. :) Special S/O to Ms. Kenya Patterson for that sweet message of encouragment that you sent me. Meant alot to me so thank you beautiful.
Today's blog is going to be slightly different. I woke up and got on FB and saw that yet another persons life had been taken due to gun violence. I didn't know this young man but my heart hurt for his family. My heart hurts for our generation. Our mindsets are so jacked up and it just baffles me. I am honestly ashamed to be apart of a generation as dumb as ours. The fact that so many people get glory out of killing innocent people and living a life of stupidity but yet you want to scream free my dude or girl when they need to keep their ignorant self locked up behind bars. And in the same sentence yell that we as blacks are always looked at in a negative light. Really??? How did we get to this point? How did we get from being able to leave our doors unlocked and allow our children to play outside with free range and not worry about something happening too them to now being afraid to even allow them to walk outside because we fear that they will never return. We are living in a time that we can't go out to a club or party and enjoy ourselves because some idiot is out there waiting on an opportuinty to murder someone. We can't take our families on a nice bike ride or a walk on a trail because there are crazy pedophiles out there waiting on a chance to abduct us and rape us. We can't gather in a large crowd because if you accidently step on some nut balls Jordan's they are immediately ready to kill you. We wait in line all night for material items like clothes, shoes, and electronics and we stampead over the next one in front of us or to the side of us just so that we can floss our latest purchased items for people who don't even matter. We scream and protest for Lil Pookie to be set free when Lil Pookie shot or stabbed multiple people and lived a life that is more than fitting for him to be locked up behind bars. We portray to live a life of a gansta or a life lived in the ghetto when over half of us would never even survive if we were actually placed into a real ghetto living situation.
We have no idea what it means to live a life of struggle because all we know is quick money. We don't know how to work hard for anything that we have because we steal and kill to get it. We don't have a clue about the struggle that our parents and grandparents went through to provide a life of luxury for us. My parents are both retired from the military. They both have wrecked bodies from their jobs. They struggled and missed some major events in our lives due to deployments to provide a great living for us. We never went without a roof over our heads, we had the latest clothes, shoes, and electronics, we never missed a meal. They worked hard for what they have and it hurts me to the core when I see people that I've grown up with who lived the same life as myself portray an image of something less. How dare you discredit our parents who had bullets flying over their heads to provide a roof for you so you can put on this phony image in front of your friend because you want to be down!! How dare you slander their image that they've worked so hard to maintain all because you think it's cool to be a wanna be thug/gangster? How dare you fix your mouth to complain about the image that blacks are portrayed in when you're the reason that we are portrayed that way?
My generation needs to wake up!!! The image that you'll are seeing in your mind is crazy to me. When I think about the life that I want to live and the path that I want to walk down I think about the path that my parents took. They worked hard to get them to where they are. They showed me that fast and quick money is not always the best money. They put an image of positivity in my head and they gave me a desire to want more for myself. To want to be better then they were. In my eyes my parents have everything. What more would I be able to accomplish that they already haven't?? I want better and I want more for myself. For my family. Your five seconds of fame because you killed somebody doesn't do you any credit when you spend the rest of your life in jail behind bars. Is that the grand prize for you all?? Jail? You're so willing to cut your freedom and life short all because you want to appear to be down with people who could care less about you. People who you won't even see or hear from when you get locked up. I mean really guys, please wake up. Want more for yourself. Your actions affect a lot of people. We all suffer from your stupid decisions. Educate yourself and for all of our sake...grow up!!
I am well aware that things are only going to get worse. We are certainly living in the last days. My prayers go out to this world that we live in. My prayers are with the families that are grieving on a daily basis due to these selfish acts of violence. I pray that we wake up as a whole and get our lives in order. This is not what life is about. It just can't be.
I love you all,
Moeneak
We have no idea what it means to live a life of struggle because all we know is quick money. We don't know how to work hard for anything that we have because we steal and kill to get it. We don't have a clue about the struggle that our parents and grandparents went through to provide a life of luxury for us. My parents are both retired from the military. They both have wrecked bodies from their jobs. They struggled and missed some major events in our lives due to deployments to provide a great living for us. We never went without a roof over our heads, we had the latest clothes, shoes, and electronics, we never missed a meal. They worked hard for what they have and it hurts me to the core when I see people that I've grown up with who lived the same life as myself portray an image of something less. How dare you discredit our parents who had bullets flying over their heads to provide a roof for you so you can put on this phony image in front of your friend because you want to be down!! How dare you slander their image that they've worked so hard to maintain all because you think it's cool to be a wanna be thug/gangster? How dare you fix your mouth to complain about the image that blacks are portrayed in when you're the reason that we are portrayed that way?
My generation needs to wake up!!! The image that you'll are seeing in your mind is crazy to me. When I think about the life that I want to live and the path that I want to walk down I think about the path that my parents took. They worked hard to get them to where they are. They showed me that fast and quick money is not always the best money. They put an image of positivity in my head and they gave me a desire to want more for myself. To want to be better then they were. In my eyes my parents have everything. What more would I be able to accomplish that they already haven't?? I want better and I want more for myself. For my family. Your five seconds of fame because you killed somebody doesn't do you any credit when you spend the rest of your life in jail behind bars. Is that the grand prize for you all?? Jail? You're so willing to cut your freedom and life short all because you want to appear to be down with people who could care less about you. People who you won't even see or hear from when you get locked up. I mean really guys, please wake up. Want more for yourself. Your actions affect a lot of people. We all suffer from your stupid decisions. Educate yourself and for all of our sake...grow up!!
I am well aware that things are only going to get worse. We are certainly living in the last days. My prayers go out to this world that we live in. My prayers are with the families that are grieving on a daily basis due to these selfish acts of violence. I pray that we wake up as a whole and get our lives in order. This is not what life is about. It just can't be.
I love you all,
Moeneak
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