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O bitter blame, bitter blame, there where the verdict goes from one to the other, in vain. In this way, treason is now used to hit accurately at each other. And the cock crows three times. There in South Africa, where everything will perish in chaos. The word fraud has given birth to corruption. While nobody could even be a little ashamed over this. There they indeed shed a bitter tear over a lost loot.

Once upon a time, there in memory lane, they hit hard, without mercy, at apartheid. With the white skin that had to take responsibility for all injustice, in many months the full moon has changed to the dark moon, and the years came, and the years went. Yes, in the once-so-rich, prosperous country, that would perish under corruption.

While the Chinese and the Pakistani would step closer for the abundance of cream thereof. In a lost country, only a name now. There where God’s good Order had to stand aside for fraud and corruption. The bitter blame now reigns under the thick-necked. Yes, in a verdict where the guilty superrich in any case do not have to go to jail.