El Bastardo

Juanita told her son, crying
You fought again
Look at how you come, you know it's not right

They say I'm a bastard
That you're just anyone
Just because I'm the son of a single mother
You don't say who my father was, that's why the fights

Before I turned fifteen, Zeferino raped me
And even though you don't want it, your father is the irony of fate
The dogs were witnesses when he paid for his crime

How many women like me, she said
In the world there are others like me, taken by force
They snatch away their honor
They call us