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In the crazy coming and going, which nobody understands anymore. In the big decay of the modern-day useless existence. There homo sapiens lie defeated to dust, through their own foolishness. But in absurd plans now quickly contrived, man is suddenly concerned about their existence. Many multitudes begin to flee to nothing and nowhere. But at the end of their journey, they still stand deeply ashamed.       

Oh, the world-wealth was covered with tinsel all this time. From here to there, so far from here. Man did not know anymore, is it morning or is it evening? With the moon out of its orbit, without direction. The sun also stood askew in the middle of the day. The enemy hit from pillar to post, but they indeed missed some of the Boers.  

The heaven-beings could not understand all of this so well. With God that would still stand so faithfully by their side. Yes, because this little volk is carrying the unjust blame for the entire world. With their volk-identity almost completely gone, the rest of the world in any case is also finished.   

So the Boer-volk again begins to stand together as a small group. I hear them calling: For long enough we were ashamed of our God, our volk, our language and culture. And while the echo of their song again resounds through cliffs and ravines. I see God’s big angelic host, there where they stand protectively around this little Boer-volk.