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Why so much hatred?? August 17, 2009

Filed under: Haiku and a Song,Poetry,Tejano Music — texicana @ 4:55 am

So I was watching the you tube video of Little Joe’s song, “Las Nubes” and noticed that there were a lot of Tejanos that posted comments to the video.  Some were very racist against Mexicanos (immigrants / migrantes). 

This is a message to all Tejanos who are hating on Mexicanos: 

We didn’t cross the border!  The border crossed us!  Meaning that we are all MeXicas!  All the southwest is Aztlan!  Texas, California, Colorado, Arizona, New Mexico – all lands of MeXicas.  Remember, these lands were stolen and divided our people.  Just because a border divides a country does not make us any different from one another.  The mainstream media is painting a really bad picture of migrantes and wants to continue to brainwash us to divide and conquer.  We need to unite! 

Here is a poem I wrote about my querido pueblo, Eagle Pass, TX.  Hopefully you can read this and realize that the border wall that is being constructed is not just for migrantes – it’s a hate wall that sybmolizes that brown people whether citizens or not are not wanted in this country unless they will become slaves to the master. 

Let’s not be slaves to the master!  We need to uplift our gente, heal ourselves from corraje and internalized opression.  Hating on Mexican migrants is hating on your own familia.  Todos somos familia de estas tierras.  La sangre no tiene fronteras.  Blood has no borders!

AIR:  El AIRE de la Frontera / Air from the Border

El olor de la frontera

is dirt mixed with blood

that the Rio Bravo cannot wash away.

El olor de la frontera

is  warm air at sunset

and cedar among maquiladora madness.

Contradictions are alive en la frontera

 Cactus flowers bloom

But starving mouths are pricked by the thorns.

El olor de la frontera carries mystery and power

Some cannot explain how a people can survive here

On the edge of four worlds – el Xicano, el Mexicano, el Africano y el Indio

Traveling pa ya y pa ca

It’s an acquired smell

The tortillas, the migas, the border jam traffic, la migra, the tobacco in the air.

The smell of family trees generations deep

Uprooted by construction of a hate wall

The smell of resistance and the smell of fear

is almost a sound in the air that yells fire

from ancient burial grounds of Abuelitos and Abuelitas

whose voice is carried by the wind into our hearts

telling us it’s time to wake up and smell the injustice

And if this wall of hate is still constructed,

Then let us not let them build a wall of hate in ourselves

Because the air is what can free us

Because the water is what can cure us

Because the fire is what can liberate us

Because the tierra is what can unite us


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