Acritochromacy

Here's a link to this fun challenge:"

Here's my entry:

Acritochromacy: color blindness

My Connection: I have lived with two forms of this condition my entire life. I was born with the first, and it's only partial. I'm red/green color blind, which isn't exactly what people tend to think it is, at least in my case. I've adapted, and it works to my advantage in a weird way. The second type is the product of my early childhood, in a small, Arizona border town with a wonderful mix of skin colors. As children, it was the last thing that stood out about our friends, although we talked frankly to each other about it, as kids do. I'm fortunate and grateful to have learned that kind of color blindness.

My poem:

I Can't See Your Color

White ain't white when you're talking paint.

You think it is, but I promise it ain't.

Additive, subtractive, the method don't matter,

I can see the difference in each streak or splatter.

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The “base tint” you start with is blue or yella'

And the difference is obvious to this old fella.

I'm lucky, you see, cause I've got a weird mind

And one other advantage: I'm color blind!

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White ain't white either, when it comes to skin

And I don't care what color skin you're in.

Be a good person, to earn my respect,

And we'll get along just fine, I suspect.

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