Why I Vote: A Reflection from the Deep South
I grew up in the Deep South, where my very existence was a protest. I remember when the right to vote wasn’t just a line on a poster — it was a battleground. Our elders faced down hate, humiliation, and violence just to cast a ballot. They weren’t voting for candidates; they were voting for dignity, freedom, and the right to shape the world their children would inherit. So when someone asks me, “Why do you vote?” , I don’t hesitate. I vote because my ancestors fought, bled,
