This is such a flowing & an organically flowing train of genuine emotions, ans one that is timely so during these anti-racism stronger moments.
My takeaway is that we all should value the human life regardless of all prejudices(race, religion, region, social status, gender, etc). We are human beings first and we should let our hummanness bribg us together, always. In the spirit of Maya Angelou, LOVE love liberates. This piece of writing is liberating to the genuine writer and to the many folks who certainly related to and acknowledge this as their story of guilty and the courage to come out to make amends with the past.
You were the friend of my youth. You are black and I am white. When we became adults, we drifted apart. You served in the military. I served in the ministry. You died too soon for me to tell you this in person, so I’ll tell you now. You endured more than you should have, suffered more than you deserved, and were held to the unreasonable expectations of white culture, yet still you were my friend.
You came to my white church. You stayed in my white home. You ate at my white table. Yet I never stayed at yours. An occasional visit to your world was all my whiteness could warrant, yet you were expected to live in mine.
I was in your presence when the n-word was used, on multiple occasions. I said nothing. You ignored it, while others laughed at…
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