In the realm where hues converge,
a spectrum dances, unbridled,
painting the canvas of existence,
each shade an echo of identity.
To claim blindness to color,
is to shroud the vibrant narratives,
veil the stories etched in melanin,
deny the living kaleidoscope of humanity.
In the silence that whispers ignorance,
the symphony of diversity is muted,
and the cadence of injustice,
a subtle discord in the background.
To close one's eyes to the palette,
is to erase the struggles painted,
brush away the pain of history,
leaving a blank canvas of denial.
For in the prism of difference,
resides the prism of prejudice,
and to dismiss the chromatic truth,
is to turn away from the mirror of inequality.
See the crimson of injustice,
the azure of privilege,
the golden glow of solidarity,
acknowledge the kaleidoscope within.
To walk hand in hand with equity,
is to embrace the vibrant hues,
and in the recognition of color,
find the path to dismantling racism.
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Whispers of the Soul: Verses From Within
PoetryEmbark on a journey into the depths of the human spirit with Whispers of the Soul: Verses From Within by Royce Earnest Rasmussen. In this captivating collection of poetry, Rasmussen delicately weaves words into intricate tapestries of emotion, invit...
