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Letter to Bartolomé de las Casas

Hello Señor de las Casas, As you may have noticed, I have been removed by the government and this may be my only letter to you. Still, I want to ask a question, about the encomienda, though I may not receive the reply. The encomienda was created so the Spanish could control a section of (our/the) land of 'America', and all the Natives in this area would be protected by these people. I'm not sure if you know, but the Spanish in these lands are NOT living up to these standards! They have begun to take the Natives, my people, as slaves! This is unbelievable, and I know that once you see around you what is happening, you will be in awe. Slaves being tortured, burned, with no remorse, not even for the women or children! You need to act now, Señor! People will listen to you! You know that all humans, from here to Spain to anywhere in Africa, were created equal. I don't know why you think that the Native Americans are just 'sub-humans', and even if this was true isn...

Fixing Tomorrow

It's the Future. The looming cold shadow, The smell of fear and loathe swallowing all life. Gentle hands Clawing at anything, Growing rougher, tougher, Sinking, falling, into nothing. Innocence choked. That flower Trampled on, Sideways, pressed into the ground. Thorns pricking, shouts echoing, That flower droops. Lower. Darker. That flower, This Earth, Lays crushed. Screams eased. Breathe. Gentle hands, Rising, rising up, Holding life, love, Saving life, love. Shielding life, love, Running through the storm, A desperate race to the eye. Voices cry, argue. Gentle hands scar. That flower, Life, love, Blooms. Thorns fall, Clattering on the  ground, to be forgotten. Shading your eyes, All hand in hand, Life saved love, Love saved life. It's the Future. A glittering wave of sunlight, A smile ready to save the world.