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||You are a thick-skinned people with empty souls
You spend your days practicing witchcraft
Are you the nation by which God blessed mankind?
Over mud and stone you still build your society
For how long will you be a wanderer? How long?
White man, only time is between us
Once in the time long gone, you lived in caves
You used stone axe and clothed yourself in skin
You too feared the dark, fled the unknown
When lightening still was magic and you hid
From terrible thunder rolling in the sky
White ‘Superior’ race, only time is between us
As some are grown up and others yet children
We are the last of the Stone age tribes
Waiting for time to help us
AS TIME HAS HELPED YOU.
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