My Native Self

Lenguas Nativas Perdida en mi saliva

I wonder what my native spirit is thinking of me right now.

Spending my days empowering our kids

at the end of the day still teaching the colonizers language, history, laws , rules, culture

my indian tongue forgotten

traditions lost in translation

Would he be happy about it?

Would he be proud of me?

I wonder what my spanish spirit is thinking of me right now.

while I condemn him for the pain

all the lives

the selfishness and laziness

not realizing I could have once been a conquistador too

not realizing that it’s because of him that I exist

Would he be proud of me?

I wonder what my african spirit is thinking of me right now

Not even acknowledging his existence

Ashamed of my darker skin pigmentation

Not loving him for the persistence through what was supposed to be natural selection

The whippings, and hatred continued onto the next life

Would he be happy about it?

I wonder, what they all think of me right now.

I see them glaring at me

Spirits at war 

Over the crossroads 

Waging dead over liberty and self

United 

One body and mind

History and identity forged

Cultural incompetence still the norm

Would they be proud of me?

Lenguas nativas perdidas en mi saliva