Afraid of what I would see
yet knowing the truth couldn't run far away
embedded racism so deep
the niños grow up to hate
taught by generations
connecting to el tiempo de Trujillo in the 1930s
the boy couldn't even cut his hair
sin bañarse
like, if the color of his skin would transfer through those clips
y infect the Dominicans with Haitian Blood
On the day of it's Independence
a country founded in Iiberta
I scream across la calle de San Cristóbal
We are all the same
Dominicans and Haitians
Not one is better than the other
We must do better
Pero I am American
No soy dominicana, that's what they tell me
But they could never lie and they will never hide
their racism, their colorism within them
that makes them so blind
@Invisible_woman_lex
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