<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=363108" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>No Difference</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The other day I wrote a poem <br>and a friend asked me how I <br>could feel the pain of her kind, <br>as she was a different race from me. <br>You are white and I am black, <br>so how could you feel the pain I felt? <br>The answer was simple <br>we were not of a different race. <br>There is only one race, the human race. <br>We maybe different in the colour of our skin, <br>but we share each other’s pain. <br>I share yours and you share mine <br>whenever we are struck by grief. <br>We may eat different food, <br>but we both breathe the same air. <br>We see through different coloured eyes, <br>but we both see the same things. <br>There is no difference between us <br>except within our colour <br>and I am a man and you are a woman, <br>but that is where the difference ends. <br>We both have a heart that beats <br>and lungs that breathe in air. <br>No difference there. <br>If we are cut, we bleed <br>and our blood is red. <br>No difference there. <br>Therefore, you see I can feel your hurt, <br>feel the tears when you cry. <br>Now my question is if we were blind <br>what colour would you see? <br>The answer is simple, <br>the same colour as me. <br>There is no difference between us; <br>we each belong to the same race. <br>We are the same, <br>but with a different face.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">16 March 2009</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Harris">David Harris</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=363108" data-title="No Difference de David Harris" data-description="The other day I wrote a poem and a friend asked me how I could feel the pain of her kind, as she was a different race from me. You are white and I am black, so how could you feel the pain I felt? The answer was simple we were not of a diffe..."></div> </div> </div>

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