Hispanic I am
Hispanic I am,
Judge you may,
However, I enjoy my Cuban music
As you parade through the streets with flames.
Hispanic I am,
I sing and dance all day
While you glorify what we have to say.
Hispanic I am,
I am prideful of my culture
While you hover over us like vultures.
Hispanic I am,
And I don’t care what you have to say
As long as I love myself, I will not be afraid.
Hispanic I am,
Years of history down the drain
While you sit at home with your newspapers
And watch us work in the rain.
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