We are a melting pot. We are. Mix all the colors in
together. Don’t hold back and don’t be afraid.
The colors of our skin might not change but perhaps the
color of our heart should. Or perhaps shall we move beyond color? Perhaps shall
we see hearts and minds instead of just this outer covering?
Judge the character. Let the dreams become reality. Let the
differences encourage complement not complaint. Let us join hands as sisters
and brothers. Let us jump into the melting pot feet-first.
Just think how boring life would be if we all were the same.
I like the metaphor of the melting pot being something to add ourselves to. Golden last line!
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