Internalized Racism
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Rojo, meaning red.
It is the hue of our blood and what keeps coursing through our veins to keep us alive.
On my flag it is the color to represent the union of Europe and the Americas,
I dream of thoughts and spaces where I reclaim my power,
I dream of reciting verses:
A reclamation of the use of my voice.
A voice that in reality fights being free,
We are not born with the inclination to hate
But throughout the years, we still develop those traits
Not because we’re callous but because we’re taught to be that way
