15 years my junior, he only had half my time. Too young, a child should never have to go. I can't fathom the fear he had, pain he felt, and the pain his family is going through.
Misidentified, any kid was the wrong kid, more right could have been done by his side. Because of videos, we actually see and feel as if it was our own. Cruel world, he gave his all to survive. I think this one makes us feel more, so tears of our city fall for a son of peace, an NYPD explorer.
Candles and condolences. We hope the storms pass, so we share love in the light.
Man, kind, is lost. Come together New York City.
Broken people do horrible things, don't their environments need to be cured for growth? We can't keep letting these stories go and chalk this up to gang violence. Just like all of the shootings, how can we stop them and build our society around safe, collaborative communities? Why did those suspects behave so natural in the attacks? What brought their lives to the point that gangs became their chosen path? I can imagine justice will be served in due process and prison, but that won't bring people back home.
How can we cut the root from it all?
We should care more, but most won't lend a hand. Phones come out, but not to call for help. Cameras on for the record, and those store doors closed on Junior's attempt to return to a safe haven. Adrenaline rushes, we can't rush to judge actions in another's shoes. The news coverage and support will dissipate over time, but for those shouldering the load, it's a constant battle to keep that lost love alive.
Pardon me, a part of me is losing my faith.
The weight we used to carry. Blue collar, white collar, and those on the thin blue line. We all are responsible to work together to protect our peace.
"United States of America!" Only after a loss. With so many people in pain, heartbroken, and stretched so thin, we have to gather the strength to speak up. We look passed the divisive issues between us, so after tragedies we unite and stand tall. In unnecessary hate for humanity, we find that love is lost in some souls.
We stand together.
The community lights candles for that deeper shared love to remain strong. I hope you keep that light on no matter the harsh realities of our times.
Please hold on when you have it, and find that peace before you lose it. How much time we have here is not our choosing.
I’m just thinking, I’m just writing, and pouring one out for a son fallen. Hoping. Praying...
Justice for Junior.
Justice for all.
Horrible, I didn't watch the sad iphone videos and surveillance of that brutal attack until a friend showed me a few nights ago. I didn't really want to see them. The anger keeps setting off in me. The senseless violence, stabbings, shootings, and hate. Seriously, where does it all stem from? I'm not saying these things never happened, I just don't think it was ever this vicious. But what can we do?Community Reacts - NYDailyNewsI have my ideas, but it seems like there's a battle on every surface. Unfortunately, it seems a few fall through the cracks.
I still can't understand how those gang-members could sink to such unthinkable acts. We can blame it on the environment. Like their victim was, I'm sure at some point they were left, neglected and alone. Sadly, some communities are dealt similar cards. I can't pinpoint solutions to all that feels wrong.
Just thoughts on what I believe can breed a little more peace in our world. Maybe I should take some action, so I planted some roots.
Can we implement extensive after school or community programs to fuse more youth with inspiration and leadership? Why not make careers vital to our society more rewarding and lucrative? Increase training, development, and salaries for our police to protect us in our schools and streets. Let's pay our teachers, counselors, and social workers what they deserve as they work tirelessly with kids to preserve the future. Can schools be more involved with kid's lives at home since trends show parents became less involved at the middle and high school level? Coincidentally, teen mental-health issues are on the rise. We are being told it's better to care less, in times that need more.
Maybe the value of life should be given constant attention at both home and school. Remember the D.A.R.E. program that they pushed and still push in class? "Dare to resist drugs and violence?" Ironic, those things have always been easy to find on our TV, and now social media. Directly into our homes, and it's a shame they say that's where the heart is. Maybe for some, it drifts away. Protect it.
Keep the light on love.
A strong moment of silence.
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