Because I Am White

Because I am white, I was born without a target on my back.

Because I am white, my ancestors weren’t forced to wear chains.

Because I am white, I didn’t have to attend a different school than the other kids in my neighborhood.

Because I am white, I was allowed to drink from any water fountain.

Because I am white, I could sit anywhere I desired on a bus.

Because I am white, I wasn’t born with a price tag attached.

Because I am white, I’ve never witnessed crosses burning in my front lawn.

Because I am white, I don’t have to fear for my life when a police officer pulls me over.

Because I am white, I don’t have to worry about the KKK.

Because I am white, I’m free to protest any way I so choose.

Because I am white, I grew up with no fear of being murdered because of my skin color.

Because I am white, doors swing open freely for me.

Because I am white, I’m not a minority.

Because I am white, I always get the benefit of the doubt.

Because I am white, people don’t treat me like trash.

Because I am white, my life automatically matters.

Because I am white, I’ve never been dragged behind a car.

Because I am white, I’ve never been beaten because my skin is different.

Because I am white, injustice doesn’t come with the package.

Because I am white, I’m treated with respect.

Because I am white, I am less likely to be shot in the street with my hands raised high.

Because I am white, I’m given plenty of chances to explain myself.

Because I am white, I know my children will be afforded every opportunity possible.

Because I am white, the history of this country doesn’t scar me.

Because I am white, I’ll never be profiled on the street.

Because I am white, I may never understand the struggle of some.

Because I am white, I don’t always want to face the truth.

Because I am white, I can ignore the reality of bigotry.

Because I am white, I can turn off the TV and go about life as normal.

Because I am white, there are certain things I will never have to explain to my children.

Because I am white…

 

I don’t know what it’s like to be black.

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