I am maize I am the foundation of this continent Giving hope for many to come Breaking chains and borders They label me latino, hispanic And it hits like venom from a snake tongue An injection of labels that will always feel wrong That i am chontal maya Carefully grown from knowledge passed down thousands of years I am maize Grown from pain and blood I am the from the descendant of my ancestors Who roamed when there were no borders And now they want to box me in Its ironic, if you think about it Or maybe just sad Depending how you look at it That i am the feed of their cattle I am the ground on which they breed But i will never be less than me But to them, i am a label And they can act as such Because the truth is, i am a god I am mana from heaven I am fire from hell Now tell me, child Where do you think i have come from? And why have i been seeking you? – Alejandro Roehl Quetchen (an example of the [[where I’m from poem]])