The Jazzrah Chronicles: Part 3 Dust Has No Color

Two employees, one White and the other Black were in a heated argument over whose ethnicity and race was better than the other. I intervened and asked the following simple question: “Do you believe that God made mankind out of dust? Both said “yes.” My second question was “Do you believe that when you die you will return to dust?” Both said “yes.” After a long pause, I said “I don’t know about you but the last time I looked at dust…it had no color.”

This is last chronicle of the fallen angel Jazzrah and it tackles the topic of race. The story takes place on the East Side of Detroit. Two unsuspecting middle-aged men, one White and the other Black, are pawns in the same game where the outcome could be the damnation of their eternal souls. An evil plot has been drawn and carried out over the course of their lives by two fallen angels Atrea and Zaphir, and is centered on racism, the one strategy that has been used to frequently to break down society.  Wars upon wars have ensued by convincing someone that they should despise another human based on their skin color. What do you think would happen if two racist people, one Black and one White, woke up one morning and discovered that they were the same person on the inside, but their skin color changed on the outside? Would they survive one day seeing the world for the first time through the eyes of the one group they despised more than others? This conspiracy has taken countless lives already and is threatening to take more unless Jazzrah can intervene.