I am seated in my house and I am deep in thought. I am very confused with racism. I see it all the time on the internet but I keep asking myself... Is it really racism or is it just hate?
See to me racism is slavery. But I do not see slavery. I see people trying to hurt each other but without anyone gaining anything.
I work in law enforcement. They are supposed to be the most racist of the bunch. But the other day I dragged my dirty, sweaty, and tired butt into a Cinnabon. The clerk took my order but when I went to pull my money out he sternly told me to put it back. He was black. I was wearing a uniform. We didn't destroy a wall of hatred. We merely punched a hole in it. See, it takes one person. One person to start restoring humankind. Because what the one hole in the wall of hatred starts is a flood of kindness.
It started with one Cinnamon roll. Two people from different sides of society looked at each other and there was peace between them.
my thoughts,
PCL
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