Does Race Negate

In what way does race negate my place in life?

Is there a pecking order that suggests the race is determined by my linear place instead of a sphere with no beginning and end, screaming that you are no better than me?

All you need do is open your eyes to the truth.
In what way does race negate the beauty of my face?
The softness of my touch?
The sincerity of my heart?

Does the darkness of my skin reflect an evil within that in some way highlights this body as a unique bearer of sin?
In what way does race negate that I am a child of God, no matter who I fall to on bended knee?

In what way does race negate the beauty of my mind?
The goodness of my heart?
The tranquility of my soul?

Is it simply a hue that will determine the binding of me and you?

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