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Oh, you vagabond in the union, look how extremely short your fuse burns. Oh, Raka, do you know why you, so Western-cultured, still beat your African drum?

Your Ancestor Spirits are completely astonished by your “copycat” and stolen identity and make-believe progress. You have betrayed your Ubuntu spirit, renounced it for the glitter of Christianity.

You have also pawned your nature-soul for a begging hand held out to the Western bribery source. Oh Raka, fool forever, always so stupid and dumb. There where you sit together with a one-world order, glued in your tailor’s suit.

There, Jewry is already beginning to growl at other powers about the rich resources of the African continent. Oh Raka, therefore know, sly one, you remain only a jackal, only a dog, towards your own kind. Yes, a ragged hyena disguised as a make-believe mane lion.

Where you now live in cities of steel, glass and concrete. There your masses still sleep in shacks on the ground like miserable slaves. That is why your paths remain only a well-trodden footpath crooked and skew.

There where it always leads back to your barbaric fires as your source of life. Yes, there where only your primitive nature-soul can bloom in joy. Therefore, oh Raka, carry on beating your drum rhythmically. There in your order, as your peculiar bastion.