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 a product of colonization

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

-children of the sun

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