I don’t See Colour…
Born into a family that sits on the margins of difference, we learn early to measure worth in the tones of skin, the rites of religion, the scripts of culture. The world teaches us to label, to sort, to stamp people into neat little boxes. Yet those labels are only shadows on a wall, not the light that lives inside a person. If a picture is painted with many colors, it becomes a landscape vast, messy, luminous. Our actions, not the pigments of our origin, are the true measure of who we are.
If you were blind, would colour, creed, or culture still matter? Probably not in the moment of need, not in the heartbeat of honesty or the touch of kindness. What would define you is how you show up for others: the courage to listen, the humility to learn, the generosity to give, the restraint to refrain from judgment. People often try to pin others down with their beliefs or origins, not because those things are dangerous in themselves, but because boxes are easier to carry than bridges. Yet bridges are built with hands that reach across fear, with questions asked softly, with respect that refuses to shrink another’s humanity.
Privilege can turn into a habit of looking away, a quiet confidence that one’s way is the only way. But privilege, if used with care, becomes responsibility: to challenge the idea that difference is deficit, to dismantle the walls that say “us” versus “them.” Why do some feel threatened by someone’s color, religion, or culture? Perhaps fear speaks louder when it cannot hear the person behind the label. When we acknowledge that our similarities are deeper than our differences and that every action carries consequence we begin to choose empathy over assumption, influence over intimidation, dignity over domination.
So I ask myself, and you who read these lines: what does it say about us when we let fear decide who deserves dignity? Let us not measure worth by birthright or belief, but by the courage to meet another’s humanity with an open heart. If we can stop reducing people to colors, creeds, or customs, we may finally begin to see the beauty of each life in full, without gloss or glossing.
What does the way you look at people say about you. How does your mind perceive equality?
Continue To Be Kind To One Another And Keep Saving The Planet Earth - Savia Rocks 🥇🥰🎧💜✨🍀
