Mestizaje

(poems go here) “Nosotros que te ninguneamos decimos, Vemos a ti, serito humanito pequeñito: el plebeyo dentro de nuestro pueblo unido. Tú que caminas por nuestras calles solo rodeado por nuestra población cruel y muda, comes nuestra comida en nuestras casas inhóspitas y frías, y hablas con nuestras palabras, las cuales se convierten en sílabas átonas al pasar su lengua. Sí, nosotros te ninguneamos. Sacamos tu voz y ponemos la nuestra. Sacamos tus ojos y ponemos los nuestros. Sacamos tu corazón y te destruimos. Sí, nosotros te hemos ninguneado. Sin embargo oímos decir que tus antepasados quienes pasaron la vida como tú, paso a paso, a tropezones, tenían el lema, ‘no hay mal que por bien no venga.’ Con esta misma perspectiva, Ya te purgamos el mal que fue tu vida, y ahora permitimos crearte a ti mismo sólo con respecto a nuestro sistema perpetuo. O si eso no te basta, te aconsejamos que mueras.” Muchas gracias, - Sociedad cotidiana   (translated) “We that made you into nobody declare, We see you, pathetic human being: the plebian within our united nation. You who walks through our streets alone surrounded by our cruel and silent population, eats our food in our houses inhospitable and cold, and speaks our words, which convert to atonic syllables upon leaving your tongue. Yes, we made you into nobody. We took out your voice and put in our own. We took out your eyes and put in our own. We took out your heart and destroyed you. Yes, we have made you into nobody. However, we heard that your ancestors, who lived life slow and disjointedly as you do, kept the motto, “There isn’t any bad from which some good does not arise.” With this in mind, We have already purged you of the bad the was your life, And now we permit you to create your own identity Solely with respect to our own perpetual system. Or If that’s not enough for you, we recommend that you die.” Many thanks, - Everyday Society