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In veld, in kraal and enclosure, under a blanket of snow the cow, the sheep and also the goat perish. In the squatter shanty, a lot also die in bitter cold. In rage, the amok now reigns widely. Malicious masses begin to gather over a lack of power. They scoff and mock and jeer. They call: For long enough we have been deceived and lied to. Somebody now lies helpless with his head on a block. Local municipal leaders hang helplessly by their necks.

The old church bell chimes loudly. The church leaders now desperately try to stop the madness. But a nation has pent up for long enough. They call the local bishop a stupid old fool. They hit at politician and preacher with panga and stick. The fields are burning widely, and the towns and the cities also. The frenzied masses hunt in a pack. Therefore, woe to the day of the aggressive mob. Flee away desperately from the coming, big amok. On that day there is nothing that will go well for the unprepared, sorry fool.