Freedom of mind, body, and soul. To be treated and regarded like the queens, mothers of this earth, versatile, resilient, immensely strong mentally and physically, and most importantly treated respectfully. Fairness, is that too much to ask? We work hard if not harder to prove that we are worthy, to prove that we are smart, to prove that we are cool, to prove that we are strong. Why does it feel as though I have 3 strikes against me – I’m a Black American, Lesbian, Woman. So for me, I’m stuck up according to darker women, but just “the black girl” to white women, 1 of 2 black students in Advanced classes, white men assume I’m aggressive, men in general hit on my partner disrespectfully with no regard that we’re holding hands, I’m paid less then my white counterparts although my performance is either greater or equal, I can’t show emotion for fear of being labeled an “angry black woman”, “does not work well with others” or “ghetto”, Police treat me as if I “committed a crime already”, I can’t speak about the woman I love like my other co-workers for fear of alienation nor can I marry her and manifest our dream of starting a family and building a respectful life together. I’m a lesbian so a man may find it justifiable to physically assault me because of my boyish appearance; even worse the man that assaults me may not be charged to the fullest extent of the law. So what it’s me, my mom, and my sister helping to raise my nephew, does that make us less than an American family? Compassion is that too much to ask? St. Patty’s Day, Independence Day; I can’t even talk about Black History Month to my white friends or co-workers. I can’t be taken seriously by men because I’m a lesbian, I’m alienated from social bonds of both genders. Keep it a “secret” so you won’t be treated different; living by a separate, distinct mentally because you must “survive”, you must “prove them wrong”. I live with a heightened awareness that my sister could be kidnapped, drugged, and sold into sex slavery, my brother could be wrongfully accused, profiled, targeted and incarcerated or killed. One less mother. One less father. One less daughter. One less son. Protection is that too much to ask? I want to go to school, have a successful career, travel the world, own a home, have a work life balance so that I can volunteer in my community and spend time with my family, create a family with pride, morales and values, live without fear of judgement, classification, physical assault, and mental abuse. Opportunity is that too much ask? Justice is a chance to live within the highest elevation of human experience, society should be conduit designed and crafted to achieve these heights. Is Justice possible?