Why do you hate us?
Perhaps it’s the way we become one with the sun.
The way Spanish dances on our tongues,
a language not native to your blood.
Our skin embellished with invisible scars.
Roadmaps our ancestors left us to conquer
your vile hearts.
Is it not enough that you’ve deemed us the
unwanted guest of our homes?
You ban us from the soil where
we’ve planted seeds,
then harvest the fruit
and determine whose worthy of eating.
You feed off our pain and make a mockery
of our plights.
Steal our children, like a thief In the night.
Break up families, like we break bread.
A force of evil so grotesque
That demon’s themselves
look at you with admiration.
You were never deserving.
My ancestors were too kind.
The day you got off that ship
The devil laughed in delight.