I Can’t Seem To Get the Mexican Part Out of Me
Even though I’m a proud 3rd generation American,
For some strange reason,
I know it’s nothing compared to high treason,
But I just can’t seem to take the Mexican part out of me.
Listening now to my Dad’s Mexican music from long ago,
Makes me feel proud; almost like I’m glowing, you know.
From my manner of thinking, to so much else, to the food I like to eat,
So, why should I be so discrete?
My Boss at work, my Son, wonder the same.
But when it’s bred deep inside, why should I tone down the flame?
It’s my way of enjoying my way of life,
So, why cut it out with a knife?
My wife also wonders when that part of me will cease, and come out.
But right or wrong, I know that part of me will always belong.
Know why? Because I’m proud of my heritage, and can just about guarantee,
That I’ll never get that Mexican part out of me.
Robert Collazo, 8/8/10
