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Fighting to Matter

To be black and live in America is to live through trauma.

Black lives do not matter. Animals and walls get more respect and consideration than black people do.

People are murdered in their homes and yet they are made to be villains.
Even in their deaths the world tries hard to turn the tables so even sympathy is not given.

Oppression makes a wise man mad. And continually perpetuating trauma makes a person numb.

But
life goes on and we keep pushing because our souls weren’t created to quit.

Some of us march, some pray, others protests, rebel and raise holy hell and no one can say any of them are wrong.

Because collectively we are grieving and enraged all at the same time; we have lost so many and each death effected us, even if only subconsciously.

Every death by the hands of the police has you questioning your safety during what should be a routine traffic stop.

Have you reconsidering mentioning the police as someone a child can turn to and be safe with in times of trouble.

Parents have had to change the narrative of their coming of age stories especially with their black male children to include how to live through an interaction with the police.

It’s crazy to have to explain that typically black people are seen as guilty until proven innocent and even then they are sometimes still punished.

Society might have removed the chains, but they’ve held fast to the cruelties and tenets of slavery.

Yet somehow we still make strides and make moves because our souls weren’t created to quit.

With tear stained faces and red rimmed eyes we still stand tall with our fists held high.

Burdened by the struggle to be recognized as human, worthy of life, deserving of justice.
Fighting to matter.
~micaiah

Pushed to the edge

Today my Healthcare corporation encouraged us to participate in an 8 minute and 46 second moment of silence in honor of Mr. George Floyd and in solidarity with White Coats for Black Lives Matter (WCBL). WCBL is “an organization that strives to dismantle racism in medicine and promote the health, well-being, and self-determination of the African American community.”

During those 8 minutes and 46 seconds I couldn’t help but to think of all the things that must have flashed through Mr. Floyd’s mind, while seemingly coming to the stark realization that the police was literally killing him. I can’t even fathom what he must have been feeling and the helplessness of being rendered breathless.

I kept having that video of him being murdered, because that’s what it was, play over in a loop in my head. And of how tired I am of explaining to my 7 year old daughter that another person of color has lost their life at the hands of someone who sees them as less than, all while attempting to instill into her that she is enough.

It’s exhausting.

Racism in America, like a festering wound and abhorrent disease, has been left untreated since the nation was birthed. It’s a sickness that effects the young, old and all in between.
How can we tout this as the best nation on earth when animals get more respect and protection than people of color?

When will I not have to say extra prayers for all my male friends and family members that their lives are not taken during a simple traffic stop or interaction with the police.

Yes, we try to teach our youth how to act to stay alive, but until people stop placing symbolic bullseyes on their heads and back, hunting season continues in spite of being compliant.

All lives matter, but until Black Lives Matter there will be no peace because there won’t be any justice for us. Understand this country was founded on the backs of the people that they no longer deem matter, how hypocritical is that?

There are too many disparities in healthcare, education and the justice system for people to feel comfortable sticking their head in the sand and pretending to be unaware of what takes place around them. We know you see it, you show us with your silence that until it effects you directly you don’t care.

If you aren’t helping resolve the problems you may as well be throwing fire on the flames. You care if people mistreat their dog, yet act confounded that people would feel so strongly against the mistreatment of a whole collective group of people.
Surely, not a nation that state in God they trust! Do you not understand the same God you say you trust, created us.

When will enough, be enough for you? It’s past time for me.✊🏽🖤

~micaiah

Born Free??

A friend of mine posted a picture by this amazing and talented artist ➡️ nettartanddesigns.com
and my creative juices went to work on a poem.
So check out the poem and more importantly check out his website above for amazing art work, paintings, illustrations and more…👨🏾‍🎨🎨

Born Free??

Nine whole months my mother nurtured me
thinking once I’m born I’d be free
but this country has a plan for me
they branded me with a target
and planted seeds subliminally
they start off by labeling me in school
it’s not in a child’s nature to sit still for hours
but they change the narrative because they hold the power
I can’t see myself pictured in any of the books unless it’s February or the images have labels of thugs and crooks
White washing history, not allowing images of our greatness before slavery to make their way to me
Inoculating my body and indoctrinating my mind
Then have the nerve to blame my parents for why I have no culture or pride
They poison the food
and set the mood for my down fall
dreams get shattered and scattered
across sidewalks littered with trash and filled with shadows
shadows of people meant to serve and protect
yet they look awful suspect, when killing someone based on the color or their skin
oh wait they fit a description once again?
freedom can only be used loosely
police step on necks where those nooses used to be
bullets end lives quicker
because the earth is so much sicker
so my brown eyes cry every day since my birth
knowing this cold world doesn’t see my worth.
~micaiah
5/14/2020
©MYD-Dreams LLC

New Normals

This COVID-19 has me sheltering in place in. I was already doing it without the order, but now we will have no choice except to grab essential things for sustaining life or for people who are employed in essential fields i.e. grocers, gas stations, banks, health/medical fields, and public safety fields.
I am a registered nurse that works from home and homeschools my daughter on a regular basis, but for those who don’t how are you and your children adapting to this new normal?
First off, are you giving yourselves time to adjust?
Don’t think you just have to jump into the school work that was passed out or digitally assigned.
Give you and your child or children a break, take a “spring break” so to speak and relax, regroup and refocus.
Anxiety and frustration levels are high for some so this allows you and your child time to adjust.
Children can feed off our vibes and emotions, so if you are anxious and or stressed 9 times out of 10 your child or children feels it too.
Take time to sit down and discuss how these changes affect you as a family and also individually.
Discuss your fears and theirs too. Then discuss ways you all can help alleviate the stress and anxiety created by those fears.
Maybe you can learn to meditate together, or maybe have a family spa day where you all take turns taking care of each other.
Make it fun and enjoyable.
Break out the cards and board games. Make some baked goods together, try some of those new recipes you’ve tagged and saved off Facebook or Pinterest.
Appreciate this time you may have to practice or spend time doing things you are passionate about.
Get a library card if you don’t have one already and check out videos, audiobooks, and digital books. Watch movies and do reports on them. Sit on the porch or deck or balcony and observe nature or just sit quietly and do some deep breathing exercises.
Camp out in the living room and make a fort-like you used to when you were a kid.
Make this time about reconnecting with yourself as well as your family.
Keep your faith and when necessary ask for help when you are feeling down, depressed or despondent.
Reach out via phone, text, Facetime, Duo app, Houseparty or FB live to feel connected to others.
This too shall pass, so hold on and do your part in containing and limiting the spread of this virus.
Wash your hands and use hand sanitizer.
Stay home when sick, consider yourself contagious if you have or develop a fever which is 100.4 degrees or above.
Treat your signs and symptoms at home unless they become unmanageable or accompanied by respiratory distress, difficulty breathing, chest pain, severe dizziness (not relieved with rest/hydration). Boost your immunity with fresh and raw fruits and veggies, vitamins and natural supplements or herbs.
Use essential oils and aromatherapy.
Time and patience are essential.
So is faith and common sense.
We can do this alone, but spiritually together. Let’s root for and encourage one another.
One Love.
~micaiah

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