Originally written 3rd February 2008 about the incidents referred to in my post "Save yo' drama for yo' mama"
Activist Poetry Style
it’s not my problem
it’s not my responsibility
it’s not my job
or so you tell me
well, guess what?
dealing with your attitude
your disphobia
your ableism
educating you
banging my head against a brick wall
trying desperately to help one of my people
to show that we matter
we care
we are part of society
and
that we are people
the same as you
shouldn’t be MY problem
shouldn’t be MY responsibility
shouldn’t be MY job
but people like you
make it like that
i hate that
but i refuse to let my people suffer
or to suffer in silence
when i can fight
fight
fight
and so
it is MY responsibility
it is MY job
and
it is MY problem.
Until such time
as i no longer hear those words
and
i’m not waiting
20 minutes
to be helped
off the train
and my people don’t
spend an hour
lying on the floor
because no one will help
them up
and
i’m sorry
my wheelchair
causes a
problem
for
you
but
i don’t
really care
disability rights
it’s not your problem
your job
or your responsibility
it is mine
but
it shouldn’t be
it should
belong
to all of us.
want me
to
shut up?
listen
to
me
help
me
learn
from
me
and
MY
people
equality
disability
rights
and
awareness
everyone’s
problem.
2 comments:
have you considered submitting this for this months carnival? I think you should. It's REALLY good.
Love it! Yes, submit it--I had the same thought. It's the perfect response to people who think we shouldn't complain or should just let things go.
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