My dear European friends, I speak to you not as an enemy, but as a brother. For centuries, empires called it civilization while Africa was carved and plundered. The orphanages overflow, the resources still flow outward, and the same hands that took now preach compassion through aid that returns to their own pockets.
And still, governments tell you that you are the civilized ones—that Europe stands higher than Africa. But what civilization thrives on another’s suffering? What can be called moral while children starve in Gaza and truth is silenced by media and diplomacy?
I know many of you feel the wrongness of it. You are awakening. But your rulers feed you fear: fear of Africa rising; fear that justice means humility and equality.
True civilization is not measured by steel, GDP, or satellites—it is measured by mercy, by truth, by how we treat the weak. The time has come to ask: Is this progress—or only the wild wearing a crown?
