Hypocrite

I consider myself one of the biggest hypocrites of them all. I rejoice in sisterhood and celebrate black love and all.I like and re-post BLACKLIVESMATTERS post on my wall but it's doesn't really matter if I cheer my sisters on at all or sing along to Beyonce's Formation in awe or wear Dashiki printed tops and go natural to find my roots, that i lost or preach about; wars, injustice , crimes and the death toll or try harder to represent my power as well as Rosa Park and refuse to move out of my confront zone or fight for my rights like Angela Davis or free my mind like Harriet Tubman did with them 'slaves' or fight for my blackness like sister Nina Simone or be reckless and fight white supremacy as Assata Shakur with the ideology of the Black Panther Party or celebrate Dr. Malcolm X as much as they shadily only celebrate Dr. Martin Luther King on his day. So why did my heart hurt when Ebola suspiciously broke out in the west of my mother's land, that was a genocide believe it or not, how you cure a white man but my brother ended up dying. I consider myself one of the biggest hypocrite of them all, if i so much loved my sisters or black love then why did the paper bag test, determine my perception of beauty or why does the media make me hate a sister darker than me.