diversity.. my university.. i define it as fighting the urge in me to say "damn thats gay"
or to look at a white man and try to think a new way.. remembering my people's enslavement and the mental abuse that we suffer from today.
its embracing the carribean and african words they say.. like muda soccaa and ima box cha face
its smelling that sweet plattsburgh air saying damn this is great. or riding the Q17 from town to town in queens I gotta go from the blacks indians and then the chinese
its seeing someone who is less fortunate than i am.. seing someone who cant do the things i can
and not calling them retarded..
or seeing someone wearing less expensive clothes than me and still being openly hearted
its looking at a man and not critizing him for being a chovinistic pig.. a pimp or a grown man still actin like a got damn kid
its looking at myself in the mirror and seeing Gods reflection in my features.. its knowing ignorance is not bliss.. and not saying I dont give a fuck eitha..
