I am Aztec prince and Christian Christ.
Despite the agony, taking on the characteristics of the past and the current come together to strengthen us.
I am Aztec prince and Christian Christ.
Despite the agony, taking on the characteristics of the past and the current come together to strengthen us.
They frowned upon our way of life and took what they could use.Our art,our literature,our music, they ignored–so they left the real things of valueand grabbed at their own destructionby their greed and avarice.
The YT's spat on the traditions and history of so many "less than" peoples on their destructive journey to expand.
I have made the Anglo rich,yet Equality is but a word–
Someone used them to get ahead while being kept down with a firm foot on their head.
I am Joaquín,who bleeds in many ways.The altars of Moctezuma I stained a bloody red. My back of Indian slavery Was stripped crimson from the whips of masters who would lose their blood so pure when revolution made them pay,
I think the way he lists the ways he's been stripped down and broken are explained well with the theme of hardships just to survive.
Inferiority
Not all men are created equal they've said, but it is the truth.
Elfego Baca
Interesting, that's my last name...
I worked I sweatedI bledI prayed and waited silently for life to begin again
I wonder if he expected like a reborn life after they had gone through what they did.
The crown was gone but all its parasites remained
The remnants of what had already been done, lingered even after being absent. The emotion and the fear lived on within.
I am the eagle and serpentof Aztec civilization.
What exactly does the eagle and serpent mean in Aztec civilization?
I look at myself.I watch my brothers.I shed teads of sorrow.I sow seeds of hate
Hating what was seen, crying and hate follow after giving up what was so important.
I have come a long way to nowhere,Unwillingly dragged
Complacently have tagged along for the ride and ridden of many burdens after doing so.
victory of the spirit,despite physical hunger, orto exist in the graspof American social neurosis,
To choose between being proud of who we are and where we are from, or the assimilation to a society foaming at the mouth to conquer and be content with our "white" status and get complacent.
My fathershave lost the economic battleand wonthe struggle of cultural survival
We may have lost our land, our homes, and sadly ourselves but we were able to preserve our culture through many avenues.
gringo society,confused by the rules,scorned by attitudes,
The movie Selena with Jennifer Lopez has a line in it from the Dad and it went a little like, "too brown for the whites, too white for the browns are hispanics." We get scorned for not knowing Spanish, and also scorned for looking like I do know Spanish.
I am Joaquín,lost in a world of confusion,
Joaquin always sounded like "Walking" to me, so Joaquin lost in a world of confusion could also be read like "walking, lost in a world of confusion."