Walking the Road Alone
Observation on the way to the grocery store..
I couldn't help but smile at seeing a mother meet her little girl at the bus stop. The two embraced and smiled as they discussed the drawing the little girl had brought home from school. The two walked off hand in hand and I was comforted a the sight.
At the next stop, a little boy exited the bus and having no one to greet him, walked down the road towards his home. The comfort I felt at the previous bus stop was immediately suppressed as I watched him walking.
And I couldn't help but wonder if this was some statement of the lives and future of black men, walking the road alone.
I couldn't help but smile at seeing a mother meet her little girl at the bus stop. The two embraced and smiled as they discussed the drawing the little girl had brought home from school. The two walked off hand in hand and I was comforted a the sight.
At the next stop, a little boy exited the bus and having no one to greet him, walked down the road towards his home. The comfort I felt at the previous bus stop was immediately suppressed as I watched him walking.
And I couldn't help but wonder if this was some statement of the lives and future of black men, walking the road alone.