[lynzy420]

Brother killed, brutally murdered, the degree of brutality was discussed in a book....my brother was white, the murderer was black. Thing is I never knew it. Race is not an issue in my life, nor my families...I was somehow shocked when I met the murderer after his release from prison, in the course of my work, shocked cuz my parents never told me he was black. My brother was still dead, race is not an issue for me. Murder is an issue for me. There is no real justice, how could there be? We sit in judgement of people and tell them ok go to jail for awhile (and then release them) or worse we murder them. Ahhhh, justice??? I've come to learn the only Justice is not in this lifetime...how could it be? My brother is still dead.

Trayvon troubled youth, neighborhood watch guy George definitely beaten, I don't know how this became a race thing...if your head was being pounded on a sidewalk and you had a gun?

I'm sorry Trayvon died, I'm sorry that everyday these kids are killing eachother, I'm sorry that the spotlight has been taken off the bigger issues that are plaguing our black teens and young black men and women. I for one and sick and tired of going to these funerals. I've known many of the kids in my community who have killed and been killed, I've loved them and worked with them, hugged them and dried their tears, I've seen them smile, I've made them laugh...I've heard their stories and I've prayed for their safety...time and time again... its horrific and this should be the focus for all of us....