Black people use different terms to describe death. We say “God called them home”, or that they’ve “Gone on to Glory”. We say they’ve “transitioned”. Words that normalize death and make it easier to process. It sounds gentle, like a soul saying farewell to its earthly form and moving on. But when I think of all the people we’ve lost, I don’t see a transition. I see souls ripped violently from their earthly homes, and rushing past us, screeching, groaning, writhing until they reach that place we think of as “on”.
If the soul of an unarmed Black person leaves this place violently, does it at least get to land in the afterlife softly?
Or is its transition painful as the death?