Justice For Takiya Fullwood

February 20, 2019

There is so much self hate in the black community. You’d shoot your sister or your brother over something as simple as a parking space, walking on the wrong street or even some weave. You’re just another tool of the system. Time and time again, we prove that we’ll kill each other off before anyone else does.

A young black girl named Takiya Fullwood was murdered this weekend at the hands of other young people with her same skin. She was a Biology student at Florida Atlantic University and on her way to graduate early. She was one of seven and the sister of a friend of mine, Tim Fullwood. Her life ended at the young age of 18. Senseless. Look at her full of life with her brothers, below.

 

We’ve seen it happen too many times in Tampa and I’m sure in every other hood in America. Since high school there have been murders of so many young people my age in our community from gun violence. John, Iesha, Craig, Marvin and many more. We say their names but the killings never end. We say “Black Lives Matter” but when will they start mattering to us? Often labeled “Trigga City” we think it’s a term of endearment when really that’s something we should be ashamed of. The hood is an ugly place with a dark under belly of evil, hate and desperation.

I cried about her death because that was someone’s daughter, sister, cousin and friend. Her life was taken in a split moment with no second thought. That could’ve easily been me and my sister that night because we were in the same part of town. The audacity of someone to blow out a God-given light is evil. In popular culture we hear songs like “Murder on my Mind” or  terms like “Sniper Gang” and don’t understand how those messages penetrate our psyches and subtly normalize the idea of murder.

On social media, we laugh and even glorify the hood. It’s not to say that beautiful things have not blossomed from adversity or grew from concrete; but the reality is that it’s a place we try to climb our way out of. When you actually live in it; it’s not all sunshine and rainbows. I remember as child waking up to stolen cars being set on fire and nearly blowing up right next to my house and my grandma’s house. Or the times that I’d come home and find our house ransacked with all of our valuable things gone. Let’s not speak on the time, my mom’s childhood friend was killed after the Family Dollar by our house was robbed . So much more that has happened that no one should be privy to. I cry because my city has an evil spirit of hate over it. Many black communities are facing this issue.

The question is, What do we do? How can we convince people within our communities that our lives matter? We have the decision to not pick up a gun. We have the option to not settle an upset with a fight or fire. We have the option to make the right decision. When will that happen? How many more lives have to be lost? There is no excuse. The more you love yourself, the more value you will put on the lives of others around you.

My thoughts and prayers are with the Fullwoods. If you know about that night, please contact the family to let them know. They deserve answers.

STOP THE VIOLENCE!

Author: Nave Sizon

Founder of Naveszn.com - I'm a FL native, a Howard and Columbia grad and a creator of many things. As a polymath, I do so much. I care about so many things. Naveszn.com was the perfect tool to utilize my gifts and my love for highlighting the talents and stories of black people and culture.

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Author: Nave Sizon

Founder of Naveszn.com - I'm a FL native, a Howard and Columbia grad and a creator of many things. As a polymath, I do so much. I care about so many things. Naveszn.com was the perfect tool to utilize my gifts and my love for highlighting the talents and stories of black people and culture.