Since the beginning of time it seems, the human race has found some means of drawing distinctions between us. Culture, religion, sexuality, language, wealth, ethnicity have all had their days in the spotlight. However, the color of our skin has managed to be a constant from time immemorial. However, in the ways that really matter and connect us all as human beings, the color of our skin doesn’t really matter.
| The Color of Our Skin Doesn’t Matter… The color of our skin doesn’t matter when we are sad, when we are happy, when we experience success, when we experience failure. The color of our skin doesn’t matter when we feel loved, when we feel unloved, when we’re surrounded by friends, when we are lonely. The color of our skin doesn’t matter when we lose a loved one, when we welcome a new birth, when we laugh aloud, when we cry silently. The color of our skin doesn’t matter when our gifts drive us onward, when our doubts hold us in place, when we dream of the future, when we stay stuck in the past. The color of our skin doesn’t matter until we highlight this difference, until we refuse to see our oneness, until we see cultures, not people, until we make assumptions. The color of our skin doesn’t matter until we use it to set ourselves apart, until we choose anger, not love, until we lose our humanity, until we close our hearts and minds. The color of our skin doesn’t matter for we are all human beings, for we all live and have children, for we all feel pain and love, for we all dream our dreams. The color of our skin serves a purpose. It offers us a lesson to teach us love, to teach us to look within another’s heart, to not judge others by outer appearances, to live life from the highest level of Love. ©2023 Dannye Williamsen |
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