Poetic Restitution

Verse 1
You call us anchor babies — look in the mirror, pilgrim
You the anchor, chained the world with your system
You landed uninvited, flags drippin' with disease
Genocide in your pocket, Bible on your knees
You called it God's will, I call it mass murder
Burned the villages, left the land further
You killed the buffalo, poisoned the corn
Then wrote your version so the guilt was reborn
You claim "we built this," but we were the stone
We were the bones beneath the home you own
Your "pioneers" were trespassers in disguise
Settlers with muskets, not visionaries wise
"Manifest destiny"? Nah, that's theft with a prayer
You baptized the land in blood, said God put you there
You erased the tribes, wrote "freedom" on graves
Then called us "illegals" when we came to reclaim
You fear brown babies ‘cause truth's in their skin
It's the memory of the ones you couldn't erase within

Verse 2
You claim the Indians had no laws, no reason
That's the lie you used to justify the treason
"No sense of ownership," that's what you said
Then fenced off the earth and left nations dead
But where's your moral code, where's your soul?
You preach Ten Commandments — but broke every scroll
Thou shalt not kill — yet blood fills the land
Thou shalt not steal — yet you took it by hand
Thou shalt not covet — but you craved the gold
Thou shalt not lie — your history's sold
You claimed it was God who told you to conquer
But no holy voice spoke from that slaughter
You built your laws on stolen clay
Jus soli — birthright just to stay
Foreigners on foreign lands made rules to remain
Then cry invasion when brown blood claims the same
You talk "immigrants," but let's get it straight
You came uninvited through genocide gates
We're the descendants of the ones you displaced
Our roots in this soil — yours fake and misplaced

Verse 3
From Canada's north to Tierra del Fuego
Your empire marched like a plague in slow echo
New Zealand, Australia — the pattern repeats
Whiteness expands, Indigenous bleeds
You speak of law, I speak of sin
You claim discovery — we were already within
Our temples were standing, our languages alive
You brought steel and smallpox to colonize
Your "civilization" was built on bones
And you dare judge us for crossing your zones
We didn't cross borders — the borders crossed us
You redrew the maps and demanded our trust
Homestead Acts — free land for your kin
Stolen from Natives who were fenced in
You got rich on acres drenched in blood
Then told the survivors to "pull up from the mud."
You call it heritage — I call it crime
A genocide echo through centuries of time

Verse 4
Your statues of "pioneers" stand tall and clean
But they hide the screams of the tribes unseen
You made heroes from killers, saints from thieves
Then rewrote the story the world believes
But history's back with a vengeance and tone
The truth can't stay buried under stone
We remember — Mexica, Maya, Inca, the line
Still breathing, still teaching, still divine
Brown skin ain't foreign, it's original code
Indigenous DNA — that's the motherload
You call us aliens — that's projection, bro
You're the import, the cargo, the shadow's glow
So don't talk borders, you're standing on crime
This continent ain't yours — it's stolen time

Verse 5
So listen, America — face your reflection
Your wealth is a monument to disconnection
You stole the gold, the land, the seed
Then labeled the victims to justify greed
You took our names, replaced 'em with "Hispanic,"
So we forget the tribes — systematic panic
You renamed our nations, erased our tongue
Then sold our image back to us for fun
We are not Latino, we are not Hispanic
We are the blood that built the planet
The Nahua, the Lenca, the Quechua flame
The real America carries our name
So next time you talk about who belongs
Remember whose bones built your songs
We don't need permission to breathe this air
Our roots go deeper than your flag declares
So to the system that profits from lies — beware
We're waking up — we're everywhere
Truth ain't treason — it's revolution
Brown resurrection, poetic restitution