All posts tagged: mike brown

How Do You Spell Racist? …N-Y-P-D

For the past week I and many others have been protesting the deaths of Mike Brown, Eric Garner, and too many others. Last night we took the BK bridge (in video below) and then did a moment of silence and sit in at the Barclays Center. “It is our duty to fight for our freedom. It is our duty to win. We must love each other and support each other. We have nothing to lose but our chains.” – Assata Shakur   Event Tonight Rise Up for Eric Garner and Mike Brown! Public Meeting 7PM at the ANSWER Coalition Office 2295  7th Avenue (at 135th street) Harlem, NY

RESIST Tonight @ 7PM – Content Featured Tomorrow at Noon

Hey, just a heads up to those in the NYC area. there is what is sure to be a deeply engaging, conscious-raising open mic tonight entitled “Resist” 7pm – 12am at 224 West 29th Street. Tribute to Mike Brown and all those fallen from police brutality. Hope to see you there! Going to miss the event? Just click follow. I will feature some of the spoken word in a blog post tomorrow at noon.

Thanks Giving and Resisting

Thanks Giving and Resisting by Kristin Richardson Jordan There’s something crazy about eating turkey While my people are dying Don’t get me wrong, I’m grateful But also tiered of all this lying Grateful for my home my family my friends Yet part of me really wonders how much we can pretend Pretend that we’re not feasting On the backs of Native Americans Our turkey, isn’t it kinda full of holes? This stuffing kinda well- kinda killing our souls? And yet there is such power in love and in gratitude This holiday is giving while it’s taking So kind So rude I find myself torn Trying to celebrate all I’ve gotten And yet from trail of tears to Mike Brown I can’t help feeling this country’s rotten The answer? I don’t know If I did I’d certainly share But I think it falls somewhere between Resisting because you know And giving because you care

Dear NYC – Show that Black Lives Matter

Do they?! Do our lives matter?! I find myself asking this question of our country in the light of the recent Mike Brown verdict. And with all this history of Blacks being killed by cops. And what’s sad is I could make a list of the cases I’ve heard and go on…and on…and on…and on…and at what point do we say STOP. At what point is anything going to change? I shared this poem with one of my writing circles today and it just rings so true. Now can be then. Our ancestors might as well be us. Have we made any progress? No. Think about it. Seriously. I know things are different. But is it progress? Because honestly it seems at times like we haven’t actually gone anywhere. Like we’re just spinning our wheels roaming in circles and cycles having one thing happen and then another…it’s time to fight back. I realize this post is a deviation from the usual Pens Up theme of inspirational words but, well, I can’t be inspirational all the …