If, as you say, you are blind to the color of skin,
Does the glare of privilege
Obscure racism’s past, present and future?

If, as you say, you are blind to the color of skin,
Are you deaf to howls that scales of justice
Be balanced in black and white?

If, as you say, you are blind to the color of skin,
Can you feel earth tremble with rumblings of marching feet
Thundering to a drummer’s beat for equality?

If, as you say, you are blind to the color of skin,
Do you recognize hunger steeped in poverty,
Slavery’s legacy served up cold on empty plates?

If, as you say, you are blind to the color of skin,
Are you numb to searing pain pouring
From gaping wounds of bigotry?

If, as you say, you are blind to the color of skin,
May your eyes see privilege in living color;
May your ears hear cries for justice in stereo sound.

If, as you say, you are blind to the color of skin,
May your body shake with vibrations of equality
And be cut open by sharp blades of bigotry.

If, as you say, you are blind to the color of skin,
May your heart become as tallow
That flames you to a living truth.

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