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The cry of the Barbarians

You call me a savage
But it is you who ravage
And take my land
Is that what you call giving a hand?

You divide up my land and don't give me a say
You make rules and expect me to obey
You are the lion, you reign above all
And compared to you the African people are lowly and small

But what will you do when the cloak comes off
And the landing ain't so soft
Are you going to claim it's not your fault?
Or will you just wait until you get caught?

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