Cross T-Shirt

They came with crosses raised high and mouths full of promises, but their hands brought fire, chains, and sorrow. I have watched our temples torn asunder; our gold melted into idols of their own making. They speak of their god as the only truth, yet their arrival sowed only death, rape, and destruction. A good tree cannot bring forth evil fruit, neither can a corrupt tree bring forth good fruit—so what does that make the tree they worship? In our sacred Andes, we gave thanks to the sun, the earth, the water, and the stars. We built roads, not empires of suffering. We carried stones in reverence, not swords in wrath. I do not know their god, but I have known their fruit, and it tastes of ash.

They spoke of salvation while setting fire to our fields. They offered heaven while destroying the earth beneath our feet. Their holy books came wrapped in steel, their prayers followed by commands, and soon after, our people wept. I have often heard their saying: “A good tree cannot bring forth evil fruit, neither can a corrupt tree bring forth good fruit.” Then what shall we say of the tree that brought plagues, slavery, and the death of memory? Our gods were carved from stone, shaped by stars, sung into being by rivers. We lived with Pachamama, not above her. But their god demanded submission, silence, & forgetting. If their fruit is conquest and ruin, I wonder—was the tree ever good? Or did it bloom only for them, and rot for the rest of the world?

"I stood in the temple of the sun as the sky wept smoke. The chant of Inti was silenced by foreign hymns, and the sacred golden disk was pried from the wall like meat from bone. They spoke of a single god, angry and jealous, who despises the earth and punishes flesh. Their words promised light, yet their arrival brought shadow. Our gods taught balance, reciprocity, reverence. Their god taught conquest. If their tree is holy, why do its fruits scorch the soil, silence our prayers, and chain our children? A good tree cannot bring forth evil fruit. This I know. And so, I name their god not divine, but devourer."

"I saw them first not in temples, but on horseback—iron glinting, mouths snarling behind beards, their banners flapping like wounded spirits. They said they came in peace, yet in the end, they cracked open skull and stone. They carried crosses like weapons, and their priests blessed the blade. They did not seek to understand our gods—they sought to replace them. What good tree grows with blood as water and fire as sun? I fought to protect Pachamama, to guard the sacred threads of our world. I do not fear death. But I curse the god who demands the death of cultures. If their fruit is ash, then let them taste it."

"I once offered coca leaves to the Apus before the first planting. I kissed the soil, knowing it was alive. Now, they tell me my ways are evil—that the mountain spirits are demons, that Pachamama is superstition. But when I look upon the fields burned, the terraces collapsed, the rivers poisoned by their greed, I ask: what god demands this? Their words are sweet, but their fruit is bitter. Our gods asked for gratitude. Theirs demands obedience. A good tree cannot bring forth evil fruit—yet I have seen their god’s fruit, and it has spoiled the land. I till what I can. I sing in silence now. But the earth remembers."

This boxy t-shirt is the perfect addition to your leisure wardrobe. Made from premium-quality cotton, the tee offers an experience of ultimate luxury and comfort. The fabric is soft and smooth against the skin, with a weight and texture that feels substantial without being too heavy. The boxy cut provides a relaxed and effortless fit that allows for ease of movement, while the minimalist design adds a touch of sophistication to the overall look.

• Crew neck
• Drop shoulders
• Loose fit
• 100% combed cotton
• 26 count plain weave
• Pre-shrunk
• Reactive dyed for long-lasting color
• Fabric weight: 280g/m²
• Side-seamed construction
• Binding taped neck and shoulders
• Double-stitched ribbed collar
• Cover stitch cuffs and hem
• Embroidered

Wash inside out in cold water on a gentle cycle with mild detergent. Do not bleach, soak, rub, or wring. Wash with like-colored garments. Hang dry and avoid direct sunlight. Iron/steam on low temperature.