They looked at the earth
like it was empty paper.
They drew a line.
They drew a line across the ocean
Nobody asked the water.
Nobody asked the mountains.
Nobody asked the people.
But the paper said
"no one made resistance"
The voice of conquest.
It calls memory silence.
It calls survival disappearance.
It calls invasion discovery.
They said
this land is the New World
as though history started
the day they arrived.