Dear “Strong” Black People,

We have to be the, “let’s carry the weight of the world on our shoulders

and hope we don’t collapse”, Black People.

I know we have to be “strong”, Black People.

We have to be the, “watch our blood get smeared across the streets,

Achy heart,

Pounding chest,

No rest…

Go to work the next day and still smile”, Black People.

I know we have to be “strong’, Black People.

We have to be the, “show no emotion,

Don’t cry,

Don’t vent,”

..The” just get by”, Black People.

I know we have to be “strong”, Black People.

We have to be the, “pray about it,

Then keep it to yourself”,

Well, you know,

The, “suffer in silence,” Black people.

I know we have to be “strong”, Black People.

But, what about our mental health Black People?

There is rest.

There is peace.

There is breath to BREATHE, Black People.

And Strength?

Strength comes in the form courage to seek help, Black People.

Strength in numbers,

You don’t have to go through it by yourself, Black People.