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Oh, begging hand from the beggar land. Why are you now lying so stranded in your own faeces? Without common sense, idiotically blatant, you are demonically related to hell. Without relief funds in cash, therefore let your region burn.  

Oh, begging hand, in your deepest being always stupid and astute. Why are you so stupid and dormant in your development? But look, where you break down and where you burn, there your hand works diligently in vice, in every direction.

For your survival, Caucasians once landed in the Cape. To your benefit, development and civilization came to fruition in your midst. But instead of being grateful, you, oh, Kain-Kus, hate everything purely white.

Oh, begging land, look, your own arrogance is catching you completely off guard. With your economy soon sick and diseased. This is also the end of your financial bank. In your useless rand, you have pawned your soul for money, in vain.

Look, the great power is coming, and it will annex your homeland. But before that, your own inhabitants will burn you to the ground. So, begging hand, why, oh why are you lying so stranded in your own faeces now?