What’s the Colour of Your Blood?
A Response to Dr. Mehmet Yildiz’s Imagine How It Feels To Be Black Or Brown In a White Country
IF God is your father, every man is your brother, every woman your sister… they are blind who miss the beauty of the rainbow; oh, how dull it will all be if we all are the same color, the same height, the same weight, like mass units off a production line — those who scoff at skin cover miss the bigger essence right within; them we all owe pity for the life in self-made cages of that endless comparison that yields no comfort with whom they are and leaves them with complexes they project to others in acts of racism, sexism, class, and other discriminations, which miss the memo — ‘Love Thy Neighbour As Thyself,’ for when you drink the same fluid you pee the same color no matter where you are from or where you are heading to for your blood is the same color, as that of all the people in the world and that’s the color of love, that you may remember to love! OU052021
Below is Dr. Yildiz's very thoughtful story that prompted the response:
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