'Migrations' By Dorian Merina

The poem describes the anticipation the European passengers feel as they get closer to the indies, the riches they they'll find there and the natives they will meet.
The sentence "On the boats come the blood" keeps repeating itself throughout the poem, and I found it interesting that the second I read it I could already think of two meanings for it. The "blood" could mean the violence, torture and pain that the Europeans would bring to the natives in the Americas, but it could also refer to how the races would come together and their blood would mix to create mulatos, mestizos, zambos and so on.
Overall the poem is very sad and it speaks form the eyes of someone who doesn't know what will happen next, but all those of us who read this part of history and know how it will turn out cringe at the thought of the boats gently rocking towards the New World.