I can't imagine what the parents of Trayvon Martin must be feeling at this moment. They've lost their son, twice. Once by a bullet fired by George Zimmerman, a man intent on "playing" the role of a police officer. They lost him again when our justice system agreed that that man, who profiled him, stalked him and ultimately killed him, was not responsible for his death. Only one person on that street had a gun that night.
It was a painful verdict to swallow, the thought that once again, no value had been placed on the life of a young black man.
I snuggled up to Xavier that night and held him tight all night, protective, hopeful that I'll be able to shield him from the harshness of this world, the unfairness that we can't seem to shake as a nation.
I think this Gawker reader said it best: "Now we all know we can go to Florida, follow someone until they feel threatened enough to stand THEIR ground with their hands, and then shoot them." I'm hoping he's wrong.
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