Avonmora Day 2,025-
Pirates, Merchants, Avonmorans, lend me your ears;
I come to mourn free will, not to praise it.
The evil that men do lives after them;
The good is oft interred with their bones;
So let it be with TKP. The common man
Hath told you they are benevolent:
If it were so, it was a grievous fault,
And grievously hath they answer’d it.
Here, under leave of Phoenix and the rest–
For Phoenix is an honourable man;
So are they all, all honourable men–
Come I to speak in the common man's funeral.
You are my friends, faithful and just to me:
But Phoenix says you are toxic;
And Phoenix is an honourable man.
He hath brought many forces home to the guild
Whose ransoms did the bounties fill:
Did this in the others seem toxic?
When our mates have been afflicted, we hath wept:
Toxicity should be more strongly defined:
Yet Phoenix says we are all toxic;
And Phoenix is an honourable man.
You all did see that upon the seas
They have all been accused of toxic underdealings:
Which they did all refuse: was this toxic?
Yet Phoenix says we are toxic;
And, sure, he is an honourable man.
I speak not to disprove what Phoenix spoke,
But here I am to speak what I do know.
You all did love one another once, not without cause:
What cause withholds you then, to not repel oppression?
O judgment! thou art fled to a guise of morality,
And men have lost their reason.