Mistaken

Para mis hermanas, todas esas quien (y las otras quein me se olvide) luchan para que nuestras voces no se ahogan, mientras luchando contra violencia, racismo y para revolucion* In solidarity.

See, every one makes mistakes

Pero, who owns up to their mistakes

And who has to take on the mistakes of every last one

Who is to blame when white women

Just don’t get it

Who is to blame when colored women

Just don’t get it

Why is the answer to those two

the same

Who gets to stand up for every woman!, uh, everywhere!

And who has to be bitter and jealous and whiny

Who knows that the answer to those two

is different

Who gets to cry about being muzzled

And who is actually muzzled

Any guesses?

Before you assume

Before you blather on about nothing you know

Try listening

Try admitting you might be wrong,
mistaken

*My spanish is pretty crap, that’s okay with me. Hopefully those for whom I wrote this little poem (trying to step outside my own comfortable space) know what I mean. This post may not make any sense to many of you, if you are not familiar with various critiques of white feminist blogs by WOC bloggers and the ensuing crap raining down. If you don’t know what I’m talking about in the poem?- Not to be mean? But it doesn’t really matter if you don’t understand this.