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We all heard the siren while on the road that day.

We all immediately slowed down…pulled off the road

there was an ambulance on the way.

And I thought to myself:

it isn’t likely 

the person hurt…

is any one we knew

but how wonderful 

everyone instinctively 

allowed the ambulance to go through.

We had no way of knowing if the person hurt

was black 

or white, 

if they were 

a muslim, 

a jew 

or gay.

We only knew someone was in trouble 

and there was an ambulance on the way.

And I wondered:

if we knew the person hurt 

was black

or white, 

if we knew they were gay

a muslim, 

or a jew 

would that have changed the way some of us reacted…

would we have still allowed the ambulance through? 

And it made me long for a world where we don’t care 

if a person 

is black 

or white, 

where we don’t care 

if they are a muslim, 

a jew 

or gay

A world where we treated everyone 

as if

the ambulance was on its way.