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| The Breed of Africa |
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Why this to you-
The only good breed?
Is it your halted reasoning?
Can’t you remember hunting and roasting?
Do you need a man to escort you into your own hut?
See how bad it is.
Didn’t self guidance rain on you,
That no body and mind will get entangled
Scrambling for a bare bone in your own pot?
Why shed the sacred waters of your brothers
Merely in quest for the chief’s wooden stool?
Let your subjects grow
And the green forests flourish,
You strong species of the land,
The only breed of Africa.
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