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I came across the below poem while researching about MS-13’s origins. It was written by a member and the events described below are purportedly those that lead to their founding in Los Angeles.<\/p>\n
Worth noting in the below translation is the word Guanaco<\/a>. Here in Colombia – and in other parts of Latin America – it means someone that is of low intelligence that lives in an undeveloped, rustic area. “Country bumpkin” is probably the best rendition into English. In Central America this refers to Salvadoreans. Whether or not it has the same connation there as here, I am not sure.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n War and misery forced them I came across the below poem while researching about MS-13’s origins. It was written by a member and the events described below are purportedly those that lead to their founding in Los Angeles. Worth noting in the below translation is the word Guanaco. Here in Colombia – and in other parts of Latin America – … Continue reading “English Translation of “Salvadoran Pride””<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[94,92],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-6161","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry","category-translation"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"acf":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p8e7kf-1Bn","jetpack-related-posts":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/arielsheen.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6161","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/arielsheen.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/arielsheen.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/arielsheen.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/arielsheen.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=6161"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/arielsheen.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6161\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":8361,"href":"https:\/\/arielsheen.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6161\/revisions\/8361"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/arielsheen.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=6161"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/arielsheen.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=6161"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/arielsheen.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=6161"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}![\"\"](\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/arielsheen.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/07\/Mara-Salvatrucha-Poem-ICART-OrgulloGuanaco.jpg?resize=724%2C1024&ssl=1\")
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\nto leave their land,
\nAnd they departed motivated by their dreams and illusions,
\nBut on their way in search of happiness,
\nThey found sadness and disappointments …
\nThrough suffering they had to discover
\nThat in a far country they had to cling to brotherhood to survive …
\nTired of discrimination and humiliation,
\nOne night a great legend emerged,
\nAfter a shootout where three people died,
\nSome young people hearing the sirens of the police,
\nBetween alleys and avenues disappeared …
\nAt the scene of the crime written in blood,
\nA graffiti that said: love overcomes fear.
\nIt was the beginning of a struggle, the birth of the
\nMara Salvatrucha.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"