I couldn't think of a title. So I just wrote..

He came, he saw, he conquered

Came to our land to spread the “word”

Saw our minds needed to be altered.

Servitude’s what followed, honorless, immodest borrow

Magnitude was unfathomable, bright days filled with sorrow

Gratitude was unheard of, not with their entire candor”.

Said and done, the struggle begun

Dead and gone, to them, what was to be done

Dedan got, what he least deserved.

When mind and body are apart, not much is left of one

The body was freed, the mind now conceited to borrowed ways

What you call modern, I call mental vassalage.

Use your real eyes to realize where you came from

Or the real lies will cutoff the roots to your genesis.

See if you don’t know where you’re from, would you know where you’re headed?