First they came…

A meditation on GENDA, the Jena Six, and other family business

by just Kelly

Acknowledgments to Pr. Martin Niemoller

First they came for the transfolk:
She-males and butches, sad gender freaks, dragging the movement down.
And I said nothing, because they were never really our people.

They came for the rest of ’em,
The swaggering bull dykes, the mincing fairies, affronts to normalcy and traitors to their sex.
And I laughed along with the others, and said nothing.

Then they came for the street people:
The hookers and hustlers, junkies and runaways. Irresponsible types.
And I said nothing, because I was Respectable. What was *their* problem?

Then they came for the other races:
The black, the brown, blind rage and easy targets.
But I was white, and it wasn’t my battle, so I said nothing.

And then, one day, they came for me.
I who did nothing, said nothing. Compromised and bent.
And there was nothing left for them to take.

(October 2007)

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