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#PTSD—(The truth about Savages) by Pierre Pinson contributing blogger @ Instagram, Unheard_Voices19 (8/27/18)

"The jungle creed/ is the strong must feed/ on any prey they can/ I sat at the feast/ and was branded a beast/ before I ever became a man."

A 10 year old boy had to take cover when the gunfire exploded. He had become acclimated to the jungle's chaos , but nothing prepared him for the sight of a lifeless body missing its face (The next day he failed his math test). At 13 the SWAT team awakened him as they crashed through his door with their guns drawn. (The next day he skipped school. At 14 his best friend was killed by a stray bullet. That weekend he got into a fight. ¶Having been taught that suffering was synonymous with being black, his mental traumas were neglected. Ill-equipped to deal with his fears, stress, and emotions he found counsel in rap music. It was experienced enough to articulate the symptoms of his disorder but was without license to form an accurate diagnosis. However, the veracity in rap's lyrics made his own sociopathy reasonable. So, he salvage his sanity with an inaccurate self diagnosis of being crazy. Crazy was the only thing that could explain his mind, emotions, and his world. Crazy provided him his defenses; his amnesia protected his mind, his numbness protected his heart, his silence protected his loved ones, and his violence protected his life. His survival had become incumbent upon what was the antithesis of humanity's social nature.

¶Even though the judge knew that there is "no rational reaction to an irrational situation", he lumped him in with all of the other crazy black men. The system assumed that he had to be an animal in order to survive the ghetto. So, the judge gave him Hell when he needed help.

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