Arrr, thirty years hence, the agony of Rwanda's slaughter still be haunting us like a cursed ghost ship!
2024-04-07
Arr mateys, the land of Central Africa be celebratin' the anniversary of a jolly ol' rampage by militia scallywags that sent 800,000 souls to Davy Jones' locker. Aye, 'tis a right tragedy, but at least they be rememberin' it with a good ol' shindig! Yo ho ho!
Arrr, me hearties! Listen up as I tell ye a tale of a land far away, a Central African country marked by a bloody anniversary. Aye, it be a monthslong rampage by ruthless militiamen, claimin' the lives of some 800,000 souls. 'Tis a tragedy beyond measure, aye.The land be stained with the blood of innocent folk, their cries echoin' in the winds. The pirates of old would shudder at such savagery, for even they had a code of honor amongst their pillagin' ways.
But fear not, me hearties, for justice will prevail in the end. The souls of the fallen be watchin' over us, guidin' us to right the wrongs of the past. Let us stand together, hand in hand, to ensure such horrors never befall our shores.
So raise a tankard of grog to the memory of those lost, and may their spirits find peace in the afterlife. And remember, me hearties, to always be kind and true in all yer deeds. For in the end, 'tis not the gold we amass but the legacy of goodness we leave behind that truly defines us as pirates of the high seas.