The Map To Hope
I’ve had to wrestle lately with the emotional trauma of being a young Black man in America. I don’t say that in anger, and I assure you that this isn’t going to be some vitriolic rant.
I’ve had to wrestle lately with the emotional trauma of being a young Black man in America. I don’t say that in anger, and I assure you that this isn’t going to be some vitriolic rant.
Anyone who makes that right turn at the Gullah Grub Restaurant can pull onto the property of the Penn Center and dream the same dreams as Dr. King.
The rain comes down in a torrent sweep
And the nights smell warm and piney,
The garden thrives, but the tender shoots
Are yellow-green and tiny.
Whether people are willing to admit it or not, racism is still not resolved in our country. We see this everywhere with bitterness and lack of empathy.