They came with books and broken laws,
With poison veiled in noble cause,
Whispers of "freedom" in their breath,
But all they brought was silent death.
"Athens," they claimed, "birthed this design"—
Yet nowhere did the ancients sign
A pact to force this frame on all,
To raise some up, to make most crawl.
When they arrived on Africa’s shore,
They found no beggars...
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