The Meaning of Enough Racism in Arlington
The words Enough Racism in Arlington came into being as an acknowledgement to those that have Endured, protested, contested and died from racial discrimination. Their thought process was effortless and free from inconceivable selfish motivation.  

E. R. A.
Gives empowerment to the powerless, a voice to those who have been ignored and unheard and sight to individuals blinded by the overlay of political manipulation. Premeditated to massage hopes with the underlining intention to deface dreams.

E. R. A.
Expresses the depth of injustice silently concealed in a City declared home of “America’s team.”  

E. R. A.
A movement equivalent to endless waves in an ocean. Regardless of the highs and lows this cause will never end until justice can sail in calm seas.

E. R. A.
An investment of opportunity to eradicate racial apathy in our legal system and our social environment directly or by association.

E. R. A.
Brings passion, guidance, and healing to a platform of racial dialect to procure dignity respect and ownership to ones identity.

E. R. A.
Exist spiritually; grounded by faith, governed by God, lead by a man of divine spiritual deliverance and followed by disciples of unified conviction.

E. R. A.
It is a new ERA molded by the past sustained in the present to be stabilized for our future.

Written by Silk Copyright © 2008 by Silk Littlejohn

The Color of My Skin
When you look at me is that all you see the color of my skin? Can you not look beyond my flesh and give me dignity and respect. Shame on you we breathe and bleed the same. The darkness of my skin was not designed to offend those that don’t like color that was not God intent to make me darker for others to resent.

The color of my skin was not by accident it was meant to be. God knew just because of the color of our skin what our people would endure through out history.

Therefore we were blessed with skin to endure racial apathy.

God knew we would be placed in fields of cotton all day long against our will, so he added extra melanin to our skin as protection from the suns blistering heat.

God knew our people would be bound in chains, lashed with whips, even hit in the face with a 2x4 but because of the color of our skin abundance of vitamin B is pre-stored to heal our wounds faster and sometimes fade for ever more.

Even in death the color of our skin takes some times change. Giving us days to plan, come together and celebrate the home going of our love ones in an open casket for everyone to view the remains. Don’t act like you don’t know what I mean. God knew poverty would be a part of our fate. Even though some of us have overcome there are still others struggling from day to day.  

The color of our skin bring so much jealousy and hate because we age so well we don’t need a plastic surgeons knife to lift our face. God made our skin resilience because he knew we would have long days and sleepless night not knowing when the wrath of discrimination would take our life. That is why our mothers and grandmothers have gracefully aged wearing a smile for through their struggle they’ve lived to see better days.

Because of the color of our skin our people were suppressed therefore gospel was created from the depth of there soul to sooth emotional distress. That why Gods amazing grace is my song of praise and not the song of stars and strips of a country that doesn’t give a damn about my race.

So you see it’s not just the color of our skin that create so much hate, but the empowerment from the color of my flesh that ignites racial discrimination and disrespect.

Thus far I have spoken of people reflecting my identity for I can easily relate. But don’t think for a second because of your lighter complexion you’re safe from racial hate.

Written by Silk Copyright © 2008 by Silk Littlejohn