I am not mad because of slavery
I am not upset about separate water fountains or civil rights.
I am not worried about white hoods burning crosses in my yard.
I am mad that you follow me around stores because you think I am a thief.
I am upset that you arm yourself against me and hold your purse tighter when I walk by.
I am worried that I will have to prepare my children and tell them that they will be hated, feared, and demonized for absolutely no logical reason at all.
It’s not the past that saddens me, it’s the future.