He was no longer a thing apart, a creature below, a strange outcast of another clime and blood, but her Brother Humanity incarnate, Son of God and great All-Father of the race to be.
W.E.B. Du Bois: “He was no longer a thing apart, a creature below, a strange outcast of another clime and blood, but her Brother Humanity…”
Editor's note · Context
This passage highlights the transformation of perception, seeing a person as part of a greater human family.
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Around us the history of the land has centred for thrice a hundred years; out of the nation’s heart we have called all that was best to throttle and subdue all that was worst; fire and blood, prayer and sacrifice, have billowed over this…
Our song, our toil, our cheer, and warning have been given to this nation in blood-brotherhood.
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So long as the world stands meekly dumb before such questions, shall this nation proclaim its ignorance and unhallowed prejudices by denying freedom of opportunity to those who brought the Sorrow Songs to the Seats of the Mighty?