09/30/2025
We are the blood of the band,
Descendants of the Kumeyaay,
From San Pasqual we stand,
But are we still here today?
Are we still united as one,
Or have we been divided by greed?
Do we keep the legacy alive,
Or let it fade away with speed?
Family, we are, not just in name,
But in blood, in spirit, in heart,
We share a common history,
A bond that will never depart.
But in this reservation,
Do we see eye to eye?
Or do we let envy and jealousy,
Make our relationships die?
Money and land may come and go,
But our roots run deep in this soil,
Let us not forget our ancestors,
And their love that never spoiled.
For there is no such thing,
As a single native here,
We are a tribe, a family, kin,
Our bond forever near.
Let us put aside the fighting,
The killing with poison and strife,
Let us listen to the Creator,
And live a better, peaceful life.
Our elders are growing weary,
With the weight of pain and sorrow,
Let us show them love and respect,
And cherish them today and tomorrow.
For our day will come,
When we will rise strong and proud,
But until then, let us keep our land,
Our waters, our minds open and loud.
And to you, my cousin mighty Santa,
AKA Marisela Blanco,
I send my love, my prayers, my hopes,
That together, our spirits will grow.
So let us remember, always,
That we are still Kumeyaay,
And together, through thick and thin,
We will stand, come what may.
Written by Marisela Blanco 2025
This was sent to me and I wanted to share it to our community. Please share this heart felt message.
By Shaun Villalobos
Owner/operator of
San Pasqual Reservation media.
