Coffee

In a world of Freedom of Speech we don’t always agree collectively; about racial topics that silence voices.  

African American people are gracious to watch and bold to touch. And we all know how this race did not spare in their contributions to making us a great nation.

In the beginning the faith of this race was smudged in the long lines of boundaries, worn hardships, grooved chains and bolted down confinement. That remains unrested on crinkle paper in distress. And yes the stain from that coffee still remains fresh as well as the aroma over brewed up conversations. And with all due respect this may be my own opinion. But let’s stir up this old Coffee pot to loosen those grains up, that remain lodged inside of us.

“A mother of all colors once said “twice a child, once an adult", and if you  keep on living you will see what has been planted of generational seeds in their children to strive for “perfection”  “nothing gained, nothing earned” if not “aim for progression” in the REAL WORLD you will experience cultural differences. And where there is no love and respect, people lose compassion and confidence.

This pot is almost half way done. Whether you enjoyed your warm sip or allowed it to get cold. The next time you select a topic while enjoying your coffee conversation; consider change can happen in a split second; over a cup of coffee.