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Vision


Everything used to be so black and white Suits that men wore, the color on a T.V. screen, The photographs that took hours to print. But so were the beliefs of our countrymen. It was either black or white—no gray area. It was a black man’s rights. It was a white man’s rights. It was not a man’s rights. It was time for change, time for color. Black, White, Brown, Red, Orange, Yellow. The United States isn’t a melting pot but a T.V. screen. It’s what we see when we turn on the T.V. It’s what we see when we take a step outside 1950s shows light on equal civil rights 1950s photos print in black and white 1960s Civil Rights Act was passed 1960s photos print in color easier Why do we question the race of a person? Is it still even relevant to ask this today? Do we question the color on our T.V.s? Do we question the color of our pictures? Today we don’t notice color anymore We notice the quality of a print We notice the memory in a photo We notice the personality of a person It is not the time to use only our vision It is the time to use our judgment
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