a Call to Action,
Mi muy beautiful gente, we are under attack. I repeat with a heavier hit of reality, we are ALL under attack. Our ancestors blood, sweat and tears are on the line. We must not turn our backs on them now. Jokes and handshakes are over. We need to show who the true jefe is. Para la raza. Nó, para familía. Señores y Señoras, we fight for our justicia, honor, y integridad.
I am calling on our brothers and sisters of color to stand with us. If they come for one, they come for all. You will soon be under attack too.
I am calling our family from north, east, west, and south. From Cali to Texas. From New York to Florida. We are no longer the minority we once were. They can be out numbered by the, once alienated now united, minorities.
Our morals don’t need to read the same, because in the end we all bleed the same.
The only thing that should read the same across every background of the feet that stand foot on this soil is Life. Liberty. And the Pursuit of Happiness.
Mis Hermanas y Hermanos, it is time we make nuestros padres proud. Let’s show the resilience, strength, and bravery we inherited from the hijos y hijas of the hands that built they are claiming that is rightfully theirs.
Los pendejos forgot where their precious land came from. Los pendejos forgot who continues to build and feed their increasing appetite for money and power despite constant alterations.
Mi gente from coast to coast. Near and far. It is time.
Las Minorías por favor. Para familía.
Es hora de la unidad.
Con amor,
Sus Latinx