Racism is found everywhere, only if we can and dare to look at ourselves and acknowledge where we ourselves went wrong we can help healing this world. Racism, beat it starting within your own heart
I grew up white in a black world, and my childhood was rife with turmoil.
I was an outcast, taunted and beat up. I was vilified because I dared to love the black boy upstairs. By the time I was 11, white people called me “nigger lover” and black people ostracized me.
I belonged nowhere.
We were together for years – until that one day in junior high school. White boys chased us down deserted train tracks as my screams for help echoed sharply off the metal rails. They beat on his arms with a crow bar, until one broke.
We were never together again.
We have kept track of each other our whole lives. The scar tissue around our hearts preserves a wary distance between us.
Still, I dream of being reunited with him someday.
The great love of my life before I got married was a dark brown man I…
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