RE: Chris Oladapo’s Victim’s Statement in the Death of Mathew Ajiabde

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RE: Chris Oladapo’s Victim’s Statement in the Death of Mathew Ajiabde
Either the world is coming together, or else the world is falling apart — here — now — along these letters, against the walls of every heart. Today, tomorrow, within its weather, the end or beginning’s about to start — the world impossibly coming together or very possibly falling apart. Now the lovers’ mouths are open — maybe the miracle’s about to start: the world within us coming together, because all around us it’s falling apart. Even as they speak, he wonders, even as the fear departs: Is that the world coming together? Can they keep it from falling apart? The image, gradually, is growing sharper; now the sound is like a dart: It seemed their world was coming together, but in fact it was falling apart. That’s the nightmare, that’s the terror, that’s the Isaac of this art — which sees that the world might come together if only we’re willing to take it apart. The dream, the lure, is the prayer’s answer, which can’t be plotted on any chart — as we know the world that’s coming together without our knowing is falling apart. poem | Peter Cole illustration | A La Gran
God forgive America for it's evil. The blood of Mathew Ajibade (matt3lack) is in ours hands; the police that executed him, the black community that avoids jury duty and the white community that stays naive about the abuse and killing of young black men.
United
We Cry
We Hurt
We Stand for Mathew Ajibade and every life unfairly cut short in the hands of the enforcer turned executioner.
"When you give power to the weakest and most fearful of man the result is the most horrific act of cowardice" kw
Seva > matt3lack
I just can't believe Mathew is gone, the moment I'm free I get this heavy wave of sadness and pain that is hard to get out of....I find myself taking more bathroom breaks at work each time taking longer to get back on the floor...I feel guilty when I smile or feel happy...and of-course anger and sadness come easy to me like I'm supposed to be angry and sad...I get super anxious that I have to drink water to keep myself calm and I keep fidgeting and messing orders up...I sometimes forget for a few minutes then when I remember this overwhelming feeling of denial and inability to function properly consumes me. I even find myself praying and crying in the bathroom I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO!
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But love your enemies, do good, and lend, hoping for nothing in return; and your reward will be great, and you will be sons of the Most High. For He is kind to the unthankful and evil. Therefore be merciful, just as your Father also is merciful.
Luke 6:35-36
in loving memory of
matt3lack