Deer on the road

Rating: 10/10 (28 April 2017)

Compare blacks to the deer that was hit on the road. We are all trying to find our path and we end up taking the wrong route, or something hits us along the way. Rose was so quick to dismiss the situation and move on. Chris was struggling through trauma about not being there for his mother. In fact, no one was there to "pick up" the black hypnotized workers. Evidently no one seemed to care about "black folks" except Chris's friend. Not even the multicultural police force listening to the story.
Well maybe people do care, as long as we're involved in some form of entertainment. We are the Jesse Owens, the Louis Armstrong, the Josephine baker. We do not carry any emotional feelings, we are just here to help you discover your emotional feelings, which may involve relief you whites are simply not black.
We are black, living in a white world. Must we create a facade to fit in the world. Must we change the way we act, must we serve? And when challenged, our true colors appear. We do have emotion, buried deep inside because if it was to be let out, no listeners. No one can understand the emotions of another.
Our story doesn't matter, Chris was ready to go to jail because he knew who he was. Black. We are guilty as criminals, and culprits as victims.
Black is beautiful. And all races make such a great complementary.