Painfully White

Privilege.

Privileges.

Privileged.

Sounds almost like it can be earned,

like I did something – deserved.

So seductive, this fallacy.

Then I don’t have to feel badly.

Then I don’t have to feel guilt for my advantage.

Then I don’t have to change my leverage.

How do I set it down, this mantle of ease?

How do I even the playing field, heavier than concrete?

How do I change the wind so it is at everyone’s back?

When do I stop making this all about my lack?

When do I stop needing to defend?

When do I stop being the savior and start to take a stand?

Just.

Justly.

Justice.

photo: Ed Siderewicz