May Day 

How beautiful is it to know that in me are a thousand who persisted 

I come from Quechua 

I can hear my ancestors sing to Inti Raymi 

The creases on my hand tell stories of Incan warriors resisting the white mans oppresion 

I am more than the product of colonization 

I am their revenge infused with their blessings and encompassed with education 

                                                -children of the sun 

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