“Please see if missionary people do not have reasons to complain and protest against so much inequity, against that human flesh trade and the women and children trafficking.”
“Hear this, you who trample upon the needy and destroy the poor of the land” (Amos 8, 4)
Lord of justice Friend of poor people, of women And children. I beg you for your children from The Amazon Who are trampled and exploited, Hurt in their dignity Made slaves, Force to work in the rubber plantations Killed, Their families disbanded, Their children stolen, Their women prostituted. My soul is deeply sad When contemplating Humiliations and insults They face day after day. Their cry goes to you God of the poor. Make justice for my brothers Protect them, Defend them Defeat their oppressors, Confuse those who cheat And negotiate with native people, To those who profit with Human suffering. Give me the bravery of the prophets, To denounce these crimes, The audacity of Montecinos and Bartolome de las Casas To protest and defend life Of each of the natives. You my strength and rest.