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Jan 2020
Whence art thine brownskin cast?
Down to the pits of ignominy and scorn,
Isn't thine form after the divine's?
And portions of glory adorning thine existence?

So, why play the fool,
To they that once were savage,
Whose history is replete with blood,
And orgied in the corpses of hunched maidens?
The black race has become the scorn of the earth. Yet when we research history, we find those that crossed the oceans with imports of foreign deceptions, had worse history of barbarism, cannibalism & fetishes only best imagined.

Whereas in the days before Christ, black people had universities where other races came for knowledge acquisition.

Wake up black people!
Dada Olowo Eyo
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Dada Olowo Eyo  NIGERIA
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