Our Black Lives Matter- So when do we find the cure for violence among one another?

Scrolling through my Facebook news feed it isn't odd to see a video posted up of two young ladies calling one another bitches, whores and throwing punches. It is the ritual I see via Facebook and I hear as my daughters watch a group of teens beating one another to a bloody mess.Read the comments posted of adults cheering and sharing these shameless acts among one another. It is the fights I see while police presence is called. It is the sight I see when our children are dressed in orange jumpsuits , shackles and flip flops at Women and Children’s hospital.When we check the statistics homicide is the leading cause of death among African American youth by the hands of their own peers.According to the National Center for Victims of Crime. The question I ask is when do Black lives Matter among us? When do we stop the acts of violence we commit daily among one another?

More than ever our children are exposed to violence and in a generation of social media it has become the daily soap opera. It is fed through reality T.V shows that violence is the answer. That it is okay to fight over a man, or some gossip destroying their character. It is what our children are drawn to because it is what society feeds our babies. Our lives matter, our greatness is deeper than duking it out in the middle of the streets and the answer is not pointing fingers at who is at fault. Passing blame has never solve a problem and if it did this problem would be eradicated by now.

Our lives matter the moment we come together and teach our children to keep the peace versus being violent. Our lives matter when we really stop debating and make a change. We stop enforcing the ever so popular stop snitching rule to protect the guilty? How can we in one breath tell them not to fight but yet turn on the latest reality show and scream, “Whoop that trick?” Some of us are sending mixed signals to our children and we wonder why they are confused. Intraracial violence is at an all time high. Teenagers as young as eleven being sentence as an adult for murdering another teen.

We march, we protest and yet it seems for the moment we are only treating the symptoms of the disease called violence. We study the number of African American throwing blows, the number of youth both boys and girls the alarming rate of our youth filling up prison cells. Think about it for a moment as our youth are being cheered on to fight versus solving the issue in a non violent way. Violence is glorify and justified in the urban communities as a badge of honor. The acceptance of whooping another teen to get her point across is what makes her/him to be accepted.

Take a moment and look at the fact that in order to keep the peace schools are lined with metal detectors, police cars planted out front at train stations and bus stops. When did our youth forget that if we all could just get along? We march in solidarity against officers who harm our children but forget that stopping the violence among one another is just as important. Instead of watching two teenagers pounding on each other have the courage to break it up.

I learned a few things in life that if we can divide a people we can conquer community after community. We can't continue to operate in just fixing the symptoms but the need is to find the cure. There is an outbreak of senseless violence, lives being lost not only to death but the prison system. Our babies, our children are beginning to believe love is violence. Like formula or breast milk they are nursing the fact that in order to survive they must fight. That if I look at a girl that it may mean that she may punch me in the face just so she can get a brief moment of fame on Youtube or World Star. Let’s work on curing the disease call violence among one another and stop fixing the symptoms.

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