Make me wanna holler. The way they do my life. 
Make me wanna holler. The way they do my life.
This ain’t livin’, This ain’t livin’.
Nah, nah baby… this ain’t livin’.

Make me wanna holler… throw up both my hands.

But I won’t.

I won’t throw up my hands and quit.
I won’t throw up my hands and surrender.
I won’t throw up my hands and be silent.
I won’t throw up my hands and pretend.

I won’t stop believing in a world without racism.
I won’t stop believing in equality and justice.
I won’t stop believing that change is possible.
I won’t stop living or loving on purpose.

My thoughts and prayers are with all of my Black sisters and brothers, all of my friends in journalism who in effect may be risking their lives to cover everything from #COVID19 to #GeorgeFloyd protests, my friends in law enforcement who risk their lives daily and today find themselves perhaps in a dilemma, my many friends standing peacefully for justice and my friends too overcome with grief and despair to even move. Love to all of you. Prayers for all of you.

Holler if you have to, then let’s make some real change happen.
#blacklivesmatter