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They came with such appetite

ate with such want,

their ghastly white faces,

shade nourished and gaunt.

They craved melted metal

and converts to God,

docile workhorses unfed and unshod,

and greeted a culture with barely a nod.

They flocked us and mocked us.

Their God, who despised us, divinely

compelled them to force Christianize us.

We built them tall churches,

salivating our souls and pointed

our faces toward foreign flagpoles.

They farmed us with pickups

and Free Trade discourses on how they

would help us exploit our resources,

how, 'earned luxury' dictated

such a market place of parts,

when they started buying babies

for their kidneys, valves and hearts.

- John Whitehead