They gave birth to Christianity in order to rule the world, they came in our turfs and name us blacks than major Africans, while they share our resources among themselves, too sad for our natives who goes to sleep thinking they're not good enough but my nationality was deprived.
Ideologically they're superior in our native land, they inscribed the law which can't bind them, we're being told what we can do and what we can't do, once again our race is ignorant to the extent that there's no hope for the youth, how could I bring my blood on this earthly hell.
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