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
