When I was a child I wasn't taught to see color
When my blonde haired blue eyed brother blessed us with his birth
I saw color.
It wasn't any different than my best friend or my mom
But now when it came to stereotypical sidings My stepfather my Dad was closest to my color siding with Dad on most things
"The Blondes can stay together"
Yes this is from the ignorant stereotypical racism that societally imbedded along with don't see color were all equal are fighting to find their way past the negativity
Negativity that we are being embedded with the normalcy that we naturally hear the negative first. Not true
I see color.
I see the green golden auras of the trees I see the purples in all that is royal
I see the many shades of brown the human being is capable of creating.
I see color.
It is not the first thing I think about when I look at the people I love and I don't ever want it to be.
"So stop shoving that shit in my head"
Would be an option though solution is to never let any of these racist statements fall into our beliefs or truths.
I didn't know that was an option when I was young we're taking in so much at our youth that we some times suck in the wrong info. I still love you always will.
I see Pink and Red.
My family is made up of so many beautiful shades of tan and brown in my children beauty lies mocha and mocha2.7.
Anything but "your all black to me". It sounds so 1950's. 'You've got better things coming out of the 50's."
I see Red, Black, and White, business ready.
I love my skin color I always have. Its different where I'm from and that has not always been ok and that's not ok.
Color doesn't determine a person just as size doesn't or hair texture. Spiritually we are all color and sound.
Lucky you think I'm lucky I hope I'm lucky. But they said it like they wanted to kill me for being the color I am as if that had to do with luck.
I see green
I love all the colors of my family.



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