I turned 27 years old today, and as a black man (by all standards in America) today that is a miracle. It seems weird being older than some of my idols (like Tupac and Biggie – whom were 25 and 24 years old when they died. Although in those cases, they both died presumably from black-on-black gun violence.

I can no longer ignore what is currently taking place in the United States. The ongoing police shootings of unarmed black men is outrageously infuriating.

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It amazes me that Black American’s are literally saying, “please do not kill us – we matter just as much as other lives” and people still have the audacity to say, “ummm, but All Lives Matter.” For one, I find that to be highly disrespectful – clearly all lives matter but by saying this you are simple causing a distraction from a very specific problem that is affecting your fellow countrymen. By saying All Lives Matter is the equivalent of showing up to a breast cancer fundraiser and protesting the fact that all other cancers aren’t being discussed.

I am University educated, from a great family, I have a career, and I should feel safe within my own country. I should not have to fear interactions by  law enforcement and I should not be afraid walking in my own upscale neighbourhood due to the fact that my appearance means that I shouldn’t be there.

I won’t get carried away by going into detail on each and every case because we all know what is taking place; however, we need to come together as citizens of this earth to stand up for injustice – things worth fighting for are rarely easy.

R.I.P. Keith Lamont Scott and Terence Crutcher (the two most recent cases of murder by a police officer). Black Lives Matter.