Mi gente
Our worth is inevitable.
It is written in the stars, it is projected in the sky.
Our love is evident in our recipes and rituals.
It reflects off our beautiful brown skin and throughout our homes.
Our beauty inspires our art and it is felt in our songs.
It is braided with our hopes and sewn into our fabrics.
Our magic is carried in our bodies and engraved in our ruins.
It is shared out through our stories and buried in the land.
Our power comes from within and from each other.
It is planted by our ancestors to be evoked and transformed.
Our knowledge extends beyond the written word.
It is guarded in our memories and poured into our children.
Our coraje is wise and when concentrated..
unstoppable