Coffee travel

I am coffee, as your ancestors called me. You think you know me because you drink me every sun. I am no greater than your ignorance, except your trust for centuries. I listen to your concerns, your objections, and your naivety. You must stop gossiping and submit to my history. My short, tangled history is your history. We are two braids in a braid. You, the other, are just (coffee). Twins born together in... Africa, we divided into dynasties that spread across the continents, we civilized in the Arab countries, we globalized in the countries of the West. This is my numbered book, it does not leave out small or large, it is your book.