
They had always stood strong
Even when the French invaded and did wrong,
My people stood their ground
Shedding tears hoping it will end,
Sweat and blood fighting for their lives,
May 5th 1862
Victory was made,
Little do people know
What Cinco de Mayo is really about,
We say pendejos
But let's stop failing in educating the
Uneducated,
It was never a war in Mexico
But a battle my indigenous people had no choice to fight in
For their fucking rights,
A year later then again
The second battle wasn't the same,
They didn't understand to leave my people alone,
What a damn shame
invading our land they did again,
because they felt they had the right,
But we will never forget 1862
And how strong my people pulled through,
So when people bring up Mexicanos
Coming to this country and doing wrong,
unrighteousness runs through their blood
because they now chose to forget what their people did first,
I will never forget
and I will never forget where I come from.
About the Creator
Xiomara Marin
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