When
we gaze upon the many colors of our skin,
We
seek to understand how those colors create
attitudes or bring to mind stories from history
clouded with hate; lead
others to think their colors are more pure than the
rest.
Like
a box of crayons, each color brings forth a memory or
emotion or feeling; many constructed by rules we
have set.
Each
color in the box has a story—of struggle and perseverance,
hoping for others to have a vision
that is both
clear and colorful at the same time.
As
I see students pass, I see the culture in their eyes.
As
they speak, a choir of melodies brings their culture alive.
Although
I cannot understand them, I speak their language of equality
and feel their need for respect,
their need to open the eyes of the
blind and the colorblind.
Every
color in the box has a beautiful story to tell and a resilient future to build.
4-16-14
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