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The sun set, leaving a blood-red moon like a hairy sack to rise in its place. Frightening rumours spread through the world in a terrifying way.

Time passed quickly, so it was too late to warn or admonish each other. But despite this, no power or government stands guilty or ashamed of their decisions or mistakes.

But in their very last struggle they hurl blame upon blame at each other. The once protesting mass stands mute, bewildered and tearful. No one is in the least concerned about their lamentations anymore.

In their stupidity, it completely escaped them. The word democracy has been to the moon for some time now. Dark and wispy, it has perished in the rays of a blood-red moon.

Africa is desperately trying to rise from her knees, kneeling, begging. While her veiled pleas completely elude the big ones and bankers. Thus, the time of bribes has also passed.

The first blatant transgression of the powerful is already beginning to approach dangerously. Oh, how stupid were you, oh Raka-Cush, to not understand the benefit of the Boer in your midst, to your continued existence as Africa.

Listen therefore, the rooster has already crowed three times for you. So, is it America or is it Russia that will come to stand as ruler over you? Yes, your sun has set, so that a blood-red moon may pass over you in judgment.