Read Poem: I CRIED, by Dorothy “Dot” Harris

I cried myself to sleep last night, because this world has grown so cold, and the youth my never live to be old. For the future of this country, and because wealth is based on money!

I cried myself to sleep last night, for all the Mike Browns, Eric Garners, Trayvon Martin’s, and Sean Bells. For the ones who have been murdered, but the no snitch rule says you bet not tell.

I cried myself to sleep last night for we want equality, but we’re dying off real soon. I asked God why so many of our young men have to die in their youth.

I cried myself to sleep last night for all the senseless crime and murders. Leaning on my own shoulder, wondering what we can do? I cried so bad hoping that you would hear my cry and start cry too.

I cried myself to sleep last night for bestiality, rapes and homosexuality, thinking really this has become our new morality.

I cried myself to sleep last night wanting to take a powerful stand, hoping you won’t be the next black man, starring at a gun and pleading please don’t shoot.

I cried myself to sleep last night because the KKK is growing stronger, and with that being true, pretty soon love will be out numbered.

I cried myself to sleep last night for humanity’s sake, asking God to get rid of all this hate, because so many innocent lives are being taking at a rapid rate.

I cried myself to sleep last because I have two boys, hoping and praying that they would be able to survive and make it in this dying world.

I cried myself to sleep last night because of wealth’s new meaning, in the middle of my cry, I was hoping I was just day dreaming about what I was seeing.

I cried myself to sleep last night because education is becoming obsolete, and for all the people dying on these evil streets.

I cried myself to sleep last night for all the kids without a father, thinking to myself how these dads are such cowards.

I cried myself to sleep last night for the girls who have to twerk, it’s sad because they think their life is such a joke.

I cried myself to sleep last night because they can’t understand their value and being on world star has become “America’s” new idol.

I cried myself to sleep last night thinking of a master plan and saying to myself my people just don’t understand.

I cried myself to sleep last night thinking of all the wings that won’t soar and how come so many people don’t believe in themselves any more.

I cried myself to sleep last night because we all could really just get along, all while listening to and singing them old Negro songs.

I cried myself to sleep last night wondering why we can’t get this right, Police brutality, education and these stupid street fights.

I cried myself to sleep last night saying a movement won’t come, until it’s their son, who die by the hands of a murderer who was hired to protect them.

I cried myself to sleep last night wanting change, the reason I cried is because I know things will remain the same!

I cried myself to sleep last night with a heavy heart, trying to figure out what will it take for us to start, getting along and loving one another…because truth be told we are all really just brothers.

I cried myself to sleep last night thinking of the prisons and trying to understand the man’s vision. Check this out please understand and hear me clearly, their building more jails, yet closing schools, this should really tell yawl what they think of our youth.

I cried myself to sleep last night saying if we all got on the same page, it would help to get rid of all this rage.

I cried myself to sleep last night because human life has lost its value, any time you can shoot a man down and your only defense is standing your ground. Even when you were told to mind your own business but you took the law in your own hand, and figured you would just end it. A life so young and a promising future. But we rallied and marched. Yet where did that get us. Only more lives were taking after that and it crazy because were sleeping and can’t see the dominion affect.

I cried myself to sleep last night how could we not get it. All the pain, some people think it’s just a game, and the rap music makes no darn sense it’s driving me insane. It glorifies drugs, guns, sleeping with tons of women and materialistic things. Yet you never hear them rapping, I went to college got a degree. But I’m the one you want to silence because no one wants to hear me, the truth, and how we can save today’s youth!

I cried myself to sleep last night for the guilty men walking free, asking God how could this be. How can murder be justified, saying they have created a new genocide, thinking we can’t let this ride, it’s time to get rid of this pride.

I cried myself to sleep last night thinking of how our true leaders were selfless and cried out Lord you have to help us because of the war that’s going on. Give us all wisdom, to know if we would just come together and stand strong, then and only then we can right this wrong.

I cried myself to sleep last night but I’m only one person I can’t do it alone. I need help a lot of help, for it to be all over, the crimes, rapes, stupid fights, and the senseless murders.

I cried myself to sleep last night and when I woke up it was all the same, the only thing I could do was call on Jesus Christ’s name. Asking him to help you see that what is going on affects your own community.

I cried myself to sleep last night hoping that you would get it soon and want to help. Because we all are in the same gang, and need each other to survive. Like Nino Brown we have to ask ourselves are we really our brother’s keeper?

But this is not a movie this is real life you see, even on the back of a dollar it says” in God we trust”. He has the answers that you and I need and we must seek his guidance because we definitely need his help.

I cried myself to sleep last night hoping you would join the movement, if not our youth, our communities, innocent lives will just keep being ruined.

I cried. I cried for our future. We won’t have one pretty soon. I cried hoping that the entire world would hear me, and see, that it’s time to stop crying; start doing; start loving; and start caring; We must come together, and do what’s needed to be done! Then and only then, will love outnumber. We can all yell the victory is ours, we won…Let me ask you a question is can you please help me to stop crying?

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