The murder of Latasha Harlins was still on the minds of people; the acquittal just made things worse.
That day, I was twelve and terrified about the things I heard and saw. Terrified for my family in Watts. Terrified to go to school because the fighting that was soon to be there.
Twenty years later, these lyrics come to mind: I see no changes/all I see is racist faces/misplaced hate makes disgrace to races/we wonder, I wonder what it takes to make this one better place—
What does it take? Whatever it is, let’s hope the change is soon.