Tuesday, November 23, 2010

"Broken" Spanish

The language I speak, speaks for itself.
It is a reflection of who I am,
of who my valiant ancestors were,
and of who I refuse to become because of your uneducated misconceptions.

So do yourself the favor, and don't attempt to ridiculize me.
Exerting yourself to do so, can only prove one thing:
Your roots though blatantly obvious, querido (my dear),
have been white washed from here to Spain.

The "Drumbeats of Kinkiness and Blackness" but a distant memory;
one that you claim to no longer relate to.
You fail to recognize your roots,
blasphemously dismissing them as "broken" spanish.