He beat her, every time
She did something than
angered him, Sometimes nothing would set him off

He was shot at for being a different race
He was viewed as inferior, and unintelligent
He wasn't missed

She was raped because she was viewed as an object meant for pleasure, now when she closes her eyes all she see's is the pain that he caused

They were people, We are all people, the same insides
Some of us have lost family, some have been raped, shot at, and beaten'

They live different lives, they had different perspectives
They either made it or didn't
They went through their own wars
They are people