If I Was Jam
If I was jam
I would taste sweet like chicha morada made by my abuelita.
I would surprise you with a kick like rocoto on top of tamales.
If I was jam, I would end with a bitter taste of old cafe
harvested by manos negras y cansadas from exploitation of nuestra gente.
If I was jam, I would take you down memory lane.
As you spread me, I'd resemble the blood of mis ancestros and countless centuries of desecration.
If I was jam, you'd never grow tired of the aftertaste - truth.
You would feed spoonfuls to your children so they grow strong and resilient.
If I was jam, I'd be your sweet thang.
But I'm human. Soy una mujer negra y valiente.
I'm not your delicious, spicy Afro-latina.
If I was jam, you could equate me to food.
But I am human.
I would taste sweet like chicha morada made by my abuelita.
I would surprise you with a kick like rocoto on top of tamales.
If I was jam, I would end with a bitter taste of old cafe
harvested by manos negras y cansadas from exploitation of nuestra gente.
If I was jam, I would take you down memory lane.
As you spread me, I'd resemble the blood of mis ancestros and countless centuries of desecration.
If I was jam, you'd never grow tired of the aftertaste - truth.
You would feed spoonfuls to your children so they grow strong and resilient.
If I was jam, I'd be your sweet thang.
But I'm human. Soy una mujer negra y valiente.
I'm not your delicious, spicy Afro-latina.
If I was jam, you could equate me to food.
But I am human.