Mr Stanley, I presume

Mr Stanley, I presume
you don't mind me talking about your work
For it seems you have no guilt
for all the blood that you have spilled in Africa

Mr Stanley, I presume
that you can sleep quite well at night
For your civilizing mission
you don't have any contrition or remorse

His childhood screwed him up
The parts he didn't make up
He fled across the seas
From his nightmares he was never free

Mr Stanley, I presume
Your stolen name has done you well
Unable to tell the truth
Like Trump and Johnson, you embellished everything

Mr Stanley, I presume
King Leopold gave a handsome reward
For the Congo's bloody regime
But how much gold will soothe your soul?

The liars never learn
As we watch our planet burn
Can we distinguish the fake
Before it is too late?



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Writer(s): Joseph Peacock
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