“Black Lives Matter, Tamir Rice!”

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#BLACKLIVESMATTER, tell that to Tamir Rice! Go to that child’s grave and stand over him and tell him that “BLACKLIVESMATTER!” If he could, he would rise up and slap the goddamn shit out of you! And if he didn’t, I would!

A Cleveland grand jury declined Monday to bring charges in the death of Tamir Rice, a black youth with a toy gun who was shot by a white police officer 13 months ago.

“The outcome will not cheer anyone, nor should it,” Cuyahoga County Prosecutor Timothy McGinty said. He blamed the shooting on a “perfect storm” of human error and miscommunication.

Let me get this straight! Twelve-year old Tamir Rice was playing with a toy gun in a park and someone called the police and three seconds after the KKKops arrive, Tamir Rice was shot and killed. Now, the County Prosecutor is calling this a “perfect storm” of human error and MISCOMMUNICATION???!!!

First of all, the only human at the scene was Tamir Rice because that piece of Klan filth that murdered him was NOT human. How can it be called ‘human’ when it killed a child? Oh, that’s right! To the ‘whites’, Tamir Rice, being Black was only three-fifths human and so there you have it folks! Nothing to see here! Move it along! A thing was killed! A possession! A slave! The slave patrol was dispatched because a slave got out and was found playing. This was against the law and was punishable by death. So it was written hundreds of years ago and so the very same law remains in effect to this very day. What the fuck has changed?

Second, the County Prosecutor, ‘white assed’ Timothy McGinty goes on to say that there was also the problem of MISCOMMUNICATION! How in unholy hell could Tamir Rice have communicated a goddamn thing in the three seconds that it took for the KKKop to gun him down? What could a scared and bewildered child say to a bastard that is pointing a gun at him? Tamir Rice was given NO time to say a goddamn thing! My bad! His skin tone spoke FOR him! It told that Klan bastard that he was of no account because he was not lily-white assed. That was the only communication that filth in blue was concerned with and that is why Tamir Rice is dead and buried and no one shall be held accountable for his murder!

And now, here comes #BLACKLIVESMATTER to the rescue! That ‘movement’ is going to? To? To what? Continue marching up to the doors of Klan headquarters and demand that those racist ass shits inside, open the goddamn door and ‘communicate’ with them on how they are going to stop the mass murders of Black children, women and men ? #BLACKLIVESMATTER is going to do what Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., and all of the other protesters could NOT do fifty years ago. #BLACKLIVESMATTER is going to yell even louder, march even longer and protest more enthusiastically than ever before and that is going to stop what happened to Tamir Rice from happening to another Black twelve-year old child. Well, isn’t it? Has there been any murders of Black people since #BLACKLIVESMATTER came on the scene? Yes? No? Uh..yes, there have been many, many more murders of Black women, children and men since then. So what does that say for marching and protesting? To me it says, IT’S NOT WORKING! So, what next, #BLACKLIVESMATTER? Why don’t you come on up in here and tell us what your plans are since the protesting you’ve been doing has not put a dent in the murder rate of Black people by racist ass KKKops! Grand Juries all across this shithole are coming back with the same findings; “NOT GUILTY! NOT GUILTY! NOT GUILTY!” And what do you do about that, #BLACKLIVESMATTER? Your members pick up yet another protest sign and march through the streets, clogging up traffic and that is it! Meanwhile, another Tamir Rice travesty is about to unfold. Meanwhile, another Sandra Bland travesty is about to unfold. Meanwhile, another Michael Brown travesty is about to unfold. Meanwhile, another John Crawford travesty is about to unfold. Meanwhile, another Renisha McBride travesty is about to unfold. And there you stand #BLACKLIVESMATTER with your protest signs and your bullhorns, just a shouting to the enemy, begging them to stop killing us. Here is an idea. Stop walking and start crawling to the ‘whites’ and see if that will help. Supplicate yourselves even further and slither across the ground to the ‘whites’ and see if that will get them to change from the vile, filthy, depraved, barbaric and racist shits they are into kind, nice, benevolent, caring and concerned ‘humans’.

So, to the other REAL BAD BLACK FOLKS(I am one too), here in AmeriKKKa, plainly speaking, we are failing our children just as we failed Tamir Rice. The ‘whites’ are not going to stop killing us. They may march with us for a bit and talk the talk but when all is said and done, they will not be the ones to change things for us. We have got to do that for ourselves. How many more years are you going to continue marching and holding signs stating that your life matters? What is the point in that? If you feel the need to tell ‘whites’ that your life matters, then you must already know that to them, your life, does NOT matter! You will never matter to them! You still cannot grasp that? Well, time for another history lesson because you just don’t get it! These are the same worthless shits that stole this land and are still laying claim to it. These are the same worthless shits that massacred the Indians, stole you from your homeland, dragged you over here, chained you into slavery, threw you to the wolves, initiated Jim Crow, experimented on you, denied you the right to vote, still considers you to be only three-fifths human, is moving you out of your neighborhoods by the process of gentrification, better known as ‘making you homeless’ and since laws are being placed on the books in every city in this shithole to basically make it a crime to be homeless, well now, into a jail cell, you go! These ‘white shits’ are also  dumbing you down and sending you from school straight into a prison cell.

The worthless  ass ‘white’ shits that are marching beside you and who you are marching up to, expecting to get relief from,  are the progeny of the same shits that set all of this in motion. What is wrong with you? Are you really that stupid, Black people? Your enemy is the very same government that so-called ‘founded’ this nation, but in reality, stole it, just as it stole YOU! Just as it fucked up the Indians, gave them small pox blankets, introduced them to alcohol, broke treaties, left and right and herded them onto reservations and then scooped up all of the choice land for themselves and they still have it to this day.  And yet, there you sit, just wondering why the government does not step in and put an end to open season on Black people in this shithole. It is because the law of the land as pertaining to slaves is still the law of the land today! We are still slaves! Don’t reservations still exist? How are the Indians doing today? Don’t know? Go to an Indian Reservation. You will find out quick, fast and in a goddamn hurry. Don’t know how Black people are faring? Go to Detroit, MI. Go to Baltimore, MD. Go to New Orleans, LA. Go to Skid Row in CA. Go to any damn state in this fucked up shithole! Again, you’ll get a clue; quick, fast and in a goddamn hurry!

Do you still think that the next Tamir Rice will thank you for continuing to do nothing? Because that is exactly what you do when the only thing you continue to do is to pick up yet another protest sign and march and yell at the whites that “BLACK LIVES MATTER!” If that is the case, then why is Tamir Rice dead and no one is being held accountable for murdering him? Get real and cut the bullshit!

Life Is Just Too Short!

man was on death row

For thirty long years, I was a prisoner of the state.
Some, I spent on death row in contemplation of my fate.

I knew that I was innocent and that my brother was too.
But who listens to a Black man and I repeat the question, “Who?”

Can you imagine thirty years in prison for a crime I didn’t commit,
all the nightmares of my murder and the needle in me, they’d stick?

My family did what they could but their pleas were just not heard.
I thought I never would be free and now they say, my sentence’s served.

We were two scared teenage boys, wide-eyed and not real smart.
And then the white men screamed at us and they tore us both apart.

So, today there’s some technology that proved we did no wrong.
There’ll be no tears from those who kept me from where I did belong.

My family’s glad to see me and my brother hugged me tight.
I’m off to tell the kids today to always do what’s right.

I know I did no wrong but prison is no resort.
And I must steer the young away because life is just too short.


Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2014 Shelby I. Courtland

NC half brothers freed after 3 decades in prison

RALEIGH, N.C. (AP) — North Carolina’s longest-serving death row inmate and his younger half brother walked out as free men Wednesday, three decades after they were convicted of raping and murdering an 11-year-old girl who DNA evidence shows may have been killed by another man.

“I knew one day I was going to be blessed to get out of prison, I just didn’t know when that time was going to be,” McCollum said. “I just thank God that I am out of this place. There’s no anger in my heart. I forgive those people and stuff. But I don’t like what they done to me and my brother because they took 30 years away from me for no reason. But I don’t hate them. I don’t hate them one bit.”

What a big heart you have Mr. McCollum to forgive the taking of 30 years from you that you’ll never be able to get back and they know who did the crime but because you are Black and that automatically makes you guilty no matter how much you plead that you did no wrong, you were found guilty nevertheless, even after the person who allegedly committed the crime told the white officers that you and your brother were innocent. You were on death row, Mr. McCollum and you could so easily have been put to death and it is no thanks to the criminal justice system, no thanks at all. I am not as forgiving Mr. McCollum and so maybe, I have not learned one blessed thing from your big hearted forgiveness and your lack of anger because I am consumed with rage for what was done to you. And not just to you, but to so many, many others who are just like you, innocent and yet guilty because they are Black!

http://news.msn.com/crime-justice/nc-half-brothers-freed-after-3-decades-in-prison

“My Soul Cries Out For Justice!”

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Did you not gun me down and take my rights away?
When you ‘stand your ground’ and kill me, there’s nothing I can say.

I’m dead and still being tried, the burden is on me.
While I’m lying in a casket because I bought some tea.

Your legal team destroyed my name and said I was the thug.
Though I’m the one who’s dead and it’s you who pulled the plug.

I knew I’d be found guilty, it started at my birth.
There was never any doubt. I knew I had no worth.

I wore a target on my chest the minute I was born.
When you followed me that night, your eyes were full of scorn.

I stood no chance that rainy night against a gun and hate.
As I walked towards my destiny, I walked towards my fate.

My family, those who loved me, awaited me in vain.
Not knowing I lay dying out in the pouring rain.

So, you get to tell your side, and silenced me with death.
While you claimed I did you wrong, interfered with your good health.

My soul cries out for justice and to let the truth be known.
But I lie here in my casket, so cold and all alone.

I was seventeen years old, what crime did I commit?
I was born into a world where I never did quite fit.

Written by,

Shelby I. Courtland
© 2013 Shelby I. Courtland

I am not about to stop posting about this tragic taking of a young life because, lest we forget……

“Oh Child of Mine!”

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Oh child of mine, what have they done?
My baby was killed, you murdered my son.

With a broken heart, I search for answers.
There are none, just lots of questions.

How can it be right to gun down my child?
Then sit and grin and laugh all the while.
Throwing what you’ve done back in my face.
Letting me know what you think of my race.

Others are in prison for doing much less.
You murdered my child, I heard you confess.

You’re free as a bird and my baby is dead.
We only have your version of all that was said.
You could lie to our face and not be bothered a bit.
No worries you had, you knew they’d acquit.

Justice was served? How and when?
To murder, I thought, was the ultimate sin.
So, you’ll get your gun back and do it again.
Stand your ground, let the killing begin.

There are those in prison, who are on death row.
For doing the same, but they let you go.
Why are you different? Why are you immune?
The son of a judge won’t dance to that tune.
No death row you’ll see, no that’s not for you.
No bars, no steel cage, not a courtyard view.
How special you are, the privileged few.

You’re the spawn of a judge and racist to the core,
who can gun down a child and go looking for more.

zimmerman

Written by,

Shelby I. Courtland
© 2013 Shelby I. Courtland

I wrote the above poem because Trayvon Martin could have been ‘a child of mine’. I have a son who is just a little older than Trayvon would have been, had he not been murdered and words cannot express how I feel because as much as I love my son, will always love my son, I thought that I could not love him more, but I do and I am more fearful than ever for his safety and wish he was just a babe in my arms and would always remain so because then I would know that he is safe. He understands why I worry. He has experienced racism and a more peace loving man, you could not find. I refuse to accept the ‘open season on young Black men’ as a done deal. I refuse to accept that white men are not content with hunting deer, but are now passing laws to make it legal to go on the hunt for our children, to gun them down and walk away. Another notch on their gun. Another trophy. It is not enough that the ‘grand old racist white man’s club’ has disproportionately incarcerated young Black men to the point where they’ve basically brought back slavery in the form of the Prison Industrial Complex, they are now trying to murder the ones they’ve not incarcerated. I will fight back with every fiber of my being because no parent should have to go through what Trayvon Martin’s parents are going through, the senseless murder of their child, watching his murderer walk away, a free man. To anyone who has been asleep for the last several decades, if this is not a wake-up call, then you tell me what it is!