This is for all the mothers who brought it down…
the barrier that now stands between us…
The women who crossed the race line
The mothers; the creators of a raceless humanity
The brave gang of women in a borderless hood
I’m sorry for I neglected to tell you…
You were never a white mother I once met outside reception class
You were Lauren’s mum, Marianne’s mum, Tabby’s mum
Gina’s mum, Annie’s mum, Lorna’s mum, Zoe’s Mum…
You were never a Taiwanese mother I met by the school gates
A mother whose daughter was my daughter’s friend –
You were Hannah’s mum, Ola’s mum…
You were never a Japanese woman I met the morning after the sleepover
A mother whose daughter is my daughter’s best friend
You were Sophie’s mum, Nina’s mum…
You were never a white woman who was once my daughters’ teacher,
You were Ms Wintol, Madam Jones, Ms Bailey
Ms Barns, Ms West, Ms Mac, Ms Williamson,
Ms Williams, the headteacher; may your soul rest in peace!
You were never a Nigerian mother I met on sports day
You were a woman like me; like Emily’s mum, like Imogen’s mum
But you were sad your daughter was as black as me and as you
You said how lucky I was my daughters weren’t black like me, like you…
For you, me, and your daughter, you said, we’ll always be black women…
I wish the Nigerian woman I met on sports day, was wrong,
I hope, I was never just a Black woman to you…
But a woman, the mother of your daughter’s friend
Not a black mother to a child you once taught
but a mother, a woman undefined by her colour
A woman, a mother like you, unconfined by superficial borders
A mother, a woman whose daughter was your daughter’s friend –
A woman, a mother who gave birth to a girl you once taught
I hope you knew me simply as Pearl’s mum, Crystal’s mum…
A woman – a mother just like you!
I hope I never was your black friend…
For you and me, are more than the signifiers seeking to divide us –
We are women; we’re more than the colours that clothe our flesh
We are mothers; we’re more than the labels tearing us apart…
For you and me, are a motherhood undefined by coloured borders.
We are women, the creators; mothers of a universe without borders.
You and me, are more than a simplified and racialised world….
We are an enlightened universe; a race beyond black and white…
B.K. Knight
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