Def Poetry~Season 01 Episode 04, Mayda del Valle – Descendancy


NEW YORK CITY, PLEASE GIVE
A DEF POETS WELCOME TO MYDA DEL VALLE. WHAT’S UP, NEW YORK ? IT’S NICE THAT YOU
CAN CLAIM YOUR CLAN TO PUREBRED
PEDIGREE DESCENDANCY. BUT MIDDLE PASSAGES MARK
THE MAKE-UP OF MY AMALGAMATED AFRO-BORIQUAS ANCESTRY. I KNOW IT’S KINDA HARD
TO SEE THE MOTHERLAND
LEGITIMACY IN ME, BUT I CAN’T DENY THE FACT
THAT URUBA SONGS LAY IN THE LINES OF
MY MOTHER’S PALMS AS SHE PUTS HER HANDS UP,
OFFERING UP PSALMS, SEEKING THE CALM
OFFERED BY GOD’S SON. ‘CAUSE WHEN THE DAY IS DONE,
THE COLOR OF MY SKIN STILL MARKS ME AS AN ALIEN
IN THE COUNTRY OF MY BIRTH. I CAN’T CHECK MYSELF
INTO A BOX, I BE IGNORING MOMMY’S STRAIGHT
AND POPPY’S NAPPY LOCKS IN ME. THE CHI-TOWN,
MIDWEST WINDY CITY IN ME. THE BE BOP, HIP HOP,
NON-STOP SALSA CON SABOR QUEEN OF SOUL IN ME. THE GROWING UP NEXT DOOR
TO MEXICANOS
WITH HORAS DE CABRONES, TACOS AND TAMALES IN ME. THE B-GIRL DAYS
WHILE SPITTIN’ FLAMES
AND PAINTING TRAINS IN ME. THE TAINA CON DOLOR IN ME.
THE MARVIN GAYE AND SWEETENED
LEMONADE ON SUNNY DAYS IN ME. THE DESCENDANCY THAT
DOESN’T DENY THE DARKER
SHADES OF SKIN IN ME. THE WHAT IN ME ? YES ! WHAT YOU CLAIM YOU CAN’T SEE,
SO DESCENDANCY, DESCEND FROM YOUR SO-CALLED
POSITION OF PRIVILEGE
AND SEE ME FOR WHAT I BE, ‘CAUSE I BE A ‘RICAN,
A CHI-TOWN,
NOT A NUYORICAN. A CHI-TOWN, SOUTH SIDE
‘RICAN SIMPLY SEEKIN’ TO SEE IF I CAN FIT IN.
I DARE YOU TO SIT STILL IN YOUR CHAIR
AND INTELLECTUALIZE WHAT I CAN ONLY MAKE
SENSE OF BY FEELING. I SEE YOU’RE BEING BLIND,
NOT SEEING PAST THE KINDS OF FABRICATED FICTIONAL
FABLES, ASSAULTED
ANCESTRAL ACCOUNTS. I SHOULD BE CALLING YOUR
HISTORICAL SCRIBES AESOP, THE WAY THEY STOPPED THE TRUTH
FROM BEING ILLUMINATED. MISINFORMATION BEING
FED TO MY GENERATION. OUR YOUTH ARE TIRED OF BEING
INTIMIDATED THROUGH TACTICS THAT ARE TRYING TO FORCE
MY ASSIMILATION, CAUSING ME TO
QUESTION MY CREATION. YOU MUST HAVE MISTAKEN ME
FOR HANSEL AND GRETEL, THINKING I’D JUMP INTO
THE MELTING POT ! ALWAYS TRYING TO PLACE ME
IN CONSTANT CATEGORIZATIONS
OF POPULATIONS. YOU’RE CALLING
THIS SHIT CIVILIZATION ? MY SO-CALLED
PRE-COLUMBIAN, SAVAGE, UNENLIGHTENED
ANCESTORS HAD MORE HUMANITY
THAN YOUR MICROSOFT,
MACINTOSH TECHNOLOGY, MONOPOLY, INFORMATION
HIGHWAY, RIDING BAREBACKS ON THE BACKS OF
UNDERPAID THIRD WORLD
WOMEN AND CHILDREN. 85 CENTS A DAY FOR
MAKING HUNDRED DOLLAR NIKES, NUCLEAR BOMB DROPPING,
IMMIGRANT STOPPING DEATH
BY LETHAL ELECTROCUTION, INJECTING LIES OF
“LET ME GET MY PIECE OF
THE AMERICAN APPLE PIE DREAM” INTO OUR CHILDREN’S MINDS,
SOCIETY LET ME ORDER YOUR NEW WORLDS
AND PAINT
THE WHITE HOUSE BROWN, “‘CAUSE I’M GOIN’ DOWN,” YES,
I’M GOIN’ DOWN TO THE EARTH, SEARCHING MY ROOTS
LIKE HALEY’S, AND I’M RIDING COMETS
BACK TO THE PAST. BACK TO THE PAST
THAT BECOMES MY FUTURE, THAT IS MY PRESENT,
THAT IS MY NOW. I’M GOIN’ BACK
SEEKING MY DESCENDANCY. ( Mos Def )
REPRESENTIN’ MUSKEGON,
MICHIGAN,

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