Living close to Baltimore, I saw what happened to Korryn Gaines on the news the day it happened. There was a whole day between the time I saw it on the news and it ended up on social media, the blogs, and the angry internet rants. A part of me feels obligated to write something about her, but the other part of me just doesn’t have anything to say that I haven’t already said before. There is not enough words, or the proper words, in this English language, foreign to our natural selves, that I can say to communicate how I feel about her death, the shooting of a 5 year old kid, and the state of black people in America. Besides the video of her son sharing his experience, I didn’t watch any of the videos. I don’t want to see anything that tries to justify her murder. I don’t want to take part in discussing her character flaws or mental health status. All I want to do is honor a lost sista.
She was a mother
She was a fighter
She was a black woman
She was a Queen
Rest In Peace Sista Korryn Gaines