Amazon Forever Page #4

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every day in the Amazon,

are destroyed.

I came here with a petition

that you can sign,

please we must alert the United Nations.

Think of your children.

What we'll do to leave for them?

But little by little,

the tide begins to turn

for me and others,

working in the same direction.

Little streams make big rivers,

they say.

The rainforest finds famous spokesmen,

many people show concern

and generosity,

politicians get involved,

new Indian reservations are created,

rainforest protection improves,

Hope comes back...

Until September 11, 2001

when the Age of Terror begins,

and the rainforest,

no longer in the media's focus,

goes up in flames again...

Soon, I'll visit you

in the other world,

where time doesn't exist

I'll ask you:

Why did you let it happen?

I'll never be an Indian, I know it.

But I can dream.

My dreams belong to me.

(To my mother)

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