Forgotten Transgression Poem by segun Johnson Ozique

This is the tale of a people of same race and descent
Of people nice, kind, beautiful, pleasant and amiable,
Welcoming all with kolanuts, with water, and prayers
To fall prey; gorged, robbed blind, eyes wide shut, by
Guest fiends like friends conquerors, famished to hurt:
As the maiden watered; washed and wiped their feet
The youths guzzling; dazzled by their wonders and signs;
The aged sweet-tooth, contented in stupid stupor greed:
All lulled are sooner bounded led off in fetters and chains
Millions unaccounted for, lost to savages; high sea slayers
The few tough and resilient who survive the animal ordeal
Are landed in far lands death are blessings for their tortures
Survivors ultimately bear bands left lost, homeless, rootless
Who give to summoning up what life was, in feteing or books