Voz
November 23, 2021
Voz
Left and right
Battered and bruised
Soft faces with darker hues
Rough hands that can tell a story on their own
And the beauty in the words we speak
Make the pain we endure bearable
So we can make it to the peak
We grow up in wars
And leave in search of more
We hope they can understand
But instead they tell us to go back to the other land
Agents come around banging at the door
Hoping to deport the people that they don’t want here anymore
This doesn’t always happen right away
Sometimes generations can go by
And they continue to say
The same things
That we’ve heard since the day
We crossed over the line
To find a life more divine
Why do we do it
What’s it all for
The hardships and struggles
That we’ve had to endure
It’s for the opportunity
It’s to live the American dream
We work day and night
To achieve even a fraction of what they promise
It’s not like this for all that push through
Some of us battle the barrier
And break it down
Work the jobs los gringos don’t want
And rise above
Above the expectation
Above the prejudice
Es Nuestro Momento
It’s our time
nuestro tiempo para que nuestras voces sean escuchadas
Our time to have our voices heard
So that one day
Our voices unite
Until the accents fade together
And become una voz.