Upon Arrival
He discovered many lands, yet he was still an oppressor.
This place they called home, he was willing to conquer.
They would have been prepared for a tragic disaster,
Had they not been blind and thought of him as master
The sailors brought swords and were much more clever.
Like plants, their bodies were just left there to wither.
Beaten and deprived of that which they foster,
The pain and suffering they could bear no longer.
To have them not think that they were more fairer,
An infinite amount were destroyed through slaughter
To take into account an act more crueler,
On my very soul this event has put a damper.
What was back then, to be extinct hereafter,
Many presumed as a cultural encounter.
©RashanaKing2010
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