On Being Brought From Africa To America

'Twas mercy brought me from my Pagan land,
Taught my benighted soul to understand
That there's a God, that there's a Saviour too:
Once I redemption neither sought nor knew.
Some view our sable race with scornful eye,
"Their colour is a diabolic die."
Remember, Christians, Negro's, black as Cain,
May be refin'd, and join th' angelic train.

by Phillis Wheatley

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Great Poem. The rhetorical device at play here is amazing, subtle but powerful in emphasis on how slavers disguised as European missionaries dominated the black continent to save them " Once I redemption neither sought nor knew." then she also shines some light on how racial hate and Christianity coalesce > . I could go on and on but nobody ain't got time for that. I relate to this so deeply.
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Yes I think she was being sarcastic, as blacks were considered demonic, savage, and unrefined based on the Judaeo-Christian misinterpretation of the Bible. Cursed Children of Ham... Yes in Senegambia there was academia, culture and literacy. the region is Muslim and there were Quranic schools. Teacher from both Guinea and Mali t(Timbuktu) taught in these area even till today.
tbh I'd rather read a poem about the hit new video game Fortnite: Battle Royale
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