by Don Jose Antonio Xokoyotsij
I am Indian:
Because the white men called me so
When they arrived in this new land.
I am Indian:
By the white men's mistake
When they arrived in this land that my ancestors governed.
I am Indian:
Because the white men stigmatized me
In order to crush me and discriminate against me.
I am Indian:
Because the white men call
All the men of this continent so.
I am Indian:
And now I am proud of this word
With which the white men laughed at me yesterday.
I am Indian:
And now I have no shame that they call me so
Because I know the historical mistake of the white men.
I am Indian:
And now I know that I have my own roots
And my own thought.
I am Indian:
And now I know that I have my own face,
My own eyesight, and my own feelings.
I am Indian:
And now I know that I am truly Mexican
Because I speak the Mexican language, the tongue of my ancestors.
I am Indian:
And now my heart becomes so happy
Because a new day is coming, a new sunrise.
I am Indian:
And now I feel this sadness will soon end,
And once again my heart can smile and be stronger.
I am Indian:
And now I can contemplate the beauty of the dance,
And listen to the music and the singing.
I am Indian:
And now I can see and listen
Again to the elders.
I am Indian:
And now I am rooted again in the land,
Our mother land.
Coyote wants us to live
our communal lands
our communal labor
our native tasks
our native speech
that's why he wants us to forget
our native clothes
our native way of life
our native way of thought.
all that is ours
all that we produce
all that the milpa produces
Last Updated: June 23, 1996