An American Tragedy
Chapter Two: I Cried: My Personal Sentiments About Trayvon Martin’s Death and the George Zimmerman Trial
I Cried: My Personal Sentiments About Trayvon Martin’s Death and the George Zimmerman Trial
RODNEY D. SMITH
The day after the verdict in the George Zimmerman case was reached, my family and I attended Sunday service at a prominent African American church in the urban core of Kansas City, Missouri. In many regards, I went to church that day in search of answers, answers that would help to calm the anger I was feeling, answers that would reverse the sense of hopelessness I felt. I was in search of a balm to heal my wounded soul.
The pastor of the church, the son of a well-known local political leader, attempted to offer words in reference to the preceding day’s verdict. As he brought words, he began openly to weep. I, too, began to weep. I cried from my soul that day. In fact, in my recent memory, there have only been two other times that I have cried so deeply. Both of those times were directly related to the death of a family member. So, why was I hurting so deeply about the outcome of a court case that had nothing to do with me personally or with any of my family members? I believe the young pastor and I cried for similar reasons. As the pastor stood at the lectern weeping, I began to look around the sanctuary at the young African American males in attendance. There was a...
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