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Contributed by Maria Elena
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Jun 27, 2006 at 03:34 AM |
My name is Malena, I love people of every race. I don't consider myself a racist. For a long time we have been discriminated and seen as low class citizens and I have been discriminated against first hand, and I'm tired of it. This poem is not written to create a problem, it's written to create awarness of the problem and to let my feelings out, that have been hidden for so long.
WARRIOR - GUERRERA
Hola, for those of you who know me, que gusto,
and for those of you who dont, the name is Warrior,
pero, why Warrior you ask??
cuz day by day I live in a constant fight, a struggle en mi mente,
and all around me.
But why in my mente??
cuz for 30 years of my life, I walk blind,
ignorant of my reality, ashamed of who I am,
and where I come from,
forced to practice a religion that is not mine.
forced to my gente, who had no right to decide.
Ignorant to the reality of my past,
with books full of lies that my teacher taught me,
with my parents that taught me to feel superior to everyone else,
cuz I have lighter skin,
and also, taught me that money buys you happiness.
Programmed for 30 years of my life,
to speak a language that thanks to a bunch of ratas,
who called themselves Conquistadores,
was taught to me.
But now... What happened??? I have oppend my eyes,
and I'm confused and ashamed of my ignorance.
But.... What fault do I have??? I ask myself,
what fault do my padres have or my maestros,
if day by day, they walk blind, just like me.
And also you might ask, why do I struggle??, why fight???,
Fight for JUSTICIA, LIBERTAD, IGUALDAD, EDUCACION,
for a grain of rice to feed my familia.
I just find it so hard to belive, that, in our time, just like in our past,
exists so much HATE, RACISM AND IGNORANCE,
that I am treated like a criminal, and called inmigrante...,
Inmi que????, pinche gringo, he doesnt even know were he came from,
that the land that they call theres was once AZTLAN, and belonged to our ancestors,
that were forced to sell for less than nothing....,
Know who is the INMIGRANTE, who is the ILLEGAL, who is the ALIEN????,
what..., they dont know???,
they dont know that the English sent all their criminals and prostitutes and created
the UNITED STATES!!!!!.
HA, no saben nada, those who call themselves heroes,
when they are the TERRORISTS.
In between all this confusion, of all this anger,
I found something positive, something that keeps me fighting,
and that is HOPE...
Keep educating myself, and stop being ignorant,
but the most important thing of all,
the reason why im here, now, is to educate those who are tired of being ignorant,
those who want to open their eyes to reality, so we can teach our children to be
proud of being C H I C A N O..
!! LA UNION HACE LA FUERZA!!
!!UNETE A LA CAUSA HERMANO!!
again, for those who know me, thank you, and for those who dont, the name is WARRIOR........
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Last Updated ( Jun 27, 2006 at 03:38 AM )
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