I just finished reading a NY Times breaking news article about justice for Breonna. It’s not what I wanted but it is impressive.
$12 million and 12 new practices within Law Enforcement in Kentucky is groundbreaking.
But Breonna is still dead.
Does White Supremacy always solve problems with money?
Historically, Black Women were bought and sold to produce life in order to provide the free labor force that built this country. Now the state of Kentucky is paying Breanna’s family for her life being stolen away because of a botched raid–to the wrong house.
How good can her momma feel spending that $12 million (less after taxes) knowing she only received it because the police wrongfully murdered her daughter? It’s sort of like a slave woman being able to eat and work in the ”Big House” that was bought by selling her children, momma, husband, and relatives to the deep South to a sadistic Slave Driver.
Both situations feel like blood money to me.
I understand that due to Breonna’s boyfriend firing the first shot, her family had little hope of getting a conviction because the police could argue their lives we’re in danger. I also honor the 12 new practices put in place in Kentucky to ensure this type of wrongful death doesn’t happen to someone else. I see these efforts and I understand. And yet, on the inside, I feel a building in my chest of red-hot lava that gets more and more volatile with each passing thought.
Rage.
I’m quietly seething on the inside because ”they” got away with the murder of yet any black life. Presently, there is a Black Man about to be legally executed for stealing a leaf blower but NOT ONE COP goes to jail for ANY of the murders of Black People for centuries?????
I’m tired.
God, please help me.
I know life’s not fair.
I know.
Help me see the good in this.
Help me dwell in your will instead of my feelings.
Help me to remember that every life has a purpose that is your divine will.
Chadwick.
Sandra.
Breonna.
Bless me with your alchemy of turning what was meant to harm actually works for the good of the human race.
I love you, Lord.
And I trust you with my life.
I give this back to you God.
The battle is not mine but yours, Lord.
So I surrender.
I surrender my ”eye for an eye” justice to your divine will. Who knows. Perhaps this $12 million is the beginning of reparations for each family that had a family member murdered by police. Or perhaps the 12 systemic reforms that have so quickly been executed in Kentucky will sweep the States.
Perhaps this is what social change looks like.
Perhaps justice comes in many forms.
Perhaps…
Thank you Breonna for dying in order to move the human race forward. Please rest in peace as we keep fighting for liberty and justice for all.
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