The colorblind mirror
There I was standing amongst hundreds
Standing
waiting
In anticipation
I didn’t know what was coming in the next hour
Conviction
acceptance
inevitable passion
Throughout the years I had thought, I was apart from it
Apart from its nasty vocals and gnashing of teeth
Racism.
Privilege.
Has now been found in me.
There I walked forward pushing through all the crowds
Through the multitudes
The pushing
The tension
To find myself sitting looking into a mirror
Learning
Seeing
Knowing
That just because I haven’t seen it, didn’t mean it did not exist
I haven't been helping my brothers and sisters; I haven’t been offering my fists
For the fight is real, though I was unaware
The discrimination
Unrighteousness
And zeal
Colorblindness isn’t helpful.
The silence just hurts
because Ignorance isn’t bliss
A look in the mirror, is all we need to forget out bias and become family