In lands unknown to Europeans, with open hearts they stood,
The children of God, in peace they would.
Parrots and gifts, a gesture sincere,
Welcoming Columbus, without fear.
Primitive innocence in their gaze,
Unarmed, unaware of darkened days.
Their island's freedom, a precious prize,
Yet Columbus schemed with greedy eyes.
A twisted plot, in shadows concealed,
Deceptive words, his true thoughts revealed.
Exploitation's seed sown in the soil,
As friendship's guise masked a darker toil.
Gold glimmered subtly, caught Columbus' eye,
A catalyst for deeds that would belie
The harmony sought by the gentle hand,
Disturbed by greed, in a foreign land.
Oh, Arawaks, children of the sun,
Unwitting prey for deeds yet undone.
Columbus, a specter with sinister plans,
Unleashing chaos upon those sands.
As history unfolds, a tale untold,
Of hospitality pure, and hearts of gold.
Yet, marred by shadows of a darker creed,
The clash of worlds, a tragic misdeed.
Friday, January 12, 2024
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