The day Noone Cared
Life from a common New Yorker.
I am Lloyd L. Spann and for my entire life I have grown to know and love my home of New York City. In all my years I have never felt so unloved, misled, and mainly thrown to the wind. For the better part of my years I have been a student first, secondly a son and more importantly a New Yorker, Yet, today all I feel like is a statistic. Today is the first time in a long time that I’ve gone to a hospital and the very attitudes of the hospital staff from my perception is that I am the enemy I am the problem. How can it be my fault that my family isn’t rich or that I happen to live in a poor neighborhood? As if I can control the hand of god and tell him where I’d like to begin my life? I am a young black male from the Bedford- Stuyvesant area of Brooklyn, New York and have come upon a devastating realization; No one cares anymore. I walked today into Woodhull hospital to pick up a prescription for my mother and the moment that I walked in I was stared upon like Lucifer walking into the Vatican to enter a plea. Like other males before me I questioned my intentions but knew that I harbored no I’ll will towards anyone in that establishment I was just there to fill a task so that I would not lose a loved one. The security detail immediately demanded that I state my purpose and after I’d done so they allowed me to enter this labyrinth of bureaucracy and red tape. I commenced my walk to the pharmacists caverns I viewed young mothers attempting to find health insurance for their young and unborn children while understanding that more then likely they were bastards; Mothers crying in the halls as doctors told them that there children were not ever coming home; Doctors and Nurses the supposed heroes of our lives those which are supposed to protect us from death before our time turn their backs to us as if we weren’t even alive. How can this be the world that our forefathers and grandfathers fought for centuries and years before our time? Why is it that our social services views the citizens o of this city that pay their unjust taxes, deal with unsatisfactory work conditions, live in the worst possible housing conditions FOR WHAT? So we can say that we’re from the richest city in the world? So I can walk in to a store on Fifth Avenue and be watched by the store employees and be ridiculed and mocked by other patrons? And why I ask do we accept this? Because we are bigger fools then those who denied and passed by our black brethren during slavery, we are bigger fools then those who deemed the actions of Adolf Hitler acceptable the murder of six MILLION jews. And the only question I have left to ask is WHY?
I am Lloyd L. Spann and for my entire life I have grown to know and love my home of New York City. In all my years I have never felt so unloved, misled, and mainly thrown to the wind. For the better part of my years I have been a student first, secondly a son and more importantly a New Yorker, Yet, today all I feel like is a statistic. Today is the first time in a long time that I’ve gone to a hospital and the very attitudes of the hospital staff from my perception is that I am the enemy I am the problem. How can it be my fault that my family isn’t rich or that I happen to live in a poor neighborhood? As if I can control the hand of god and tell him where I’d like to begin my life? I am a young black male from the Bedford- Stuyvesant area of Brooklyn, New York and have come upon a devastating realization; No one cares anymore. I walked today into Woodhull hospital to pick up a prescription for my mother and the moment that I walked in I was stared upon like Lucifer walking into the Vatican to enter a plea. Like other males before me I questioned my intentions but knew that I harbored no I’ll will towards anyone in that establishment I was just there to fill a task so that I would not lose a loved one. The security detail immediately demanded that I state my purpose and after I’d done so they allowed me to enter this labyrinth of bureaucracy and red tape. I commenced my walk to the pharmacists caverns I viewed young mothers attempting to find health insurance for their young and unborn children while understanding that more then likely they were bastards; Mothers crying in the halls as doctors told them that there children were not ever coming home; Doctors and Nurses the supposed heroes of our lives those which are supposed to protect us from death before our time turn their backs to us as if we weren’t even alive. How can this be the world that our forefathers and grandfathers fought for centuries and years before our time? Why is it that our social services views the citizens o of this city that pay their unjust taxes, deal with unsatisfactory work conditions, live in the worst possible housing conditions FOR WHAT? So we can say that we’re from the richest city in the world? So I can walk in to a store on Fifth Avenue and be watched by the store employees and be ridiculed and mocked by other patrons? And why I ask do we accept this? Because we are bigger fools then those who denied and passed by our black brethren during slavery, we are bigger fools then those who deemed the actions of Adolf Hitler acceptable the murder of six MILLION jews. And the only question I have left to ask is WHY?