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This is a spanking New Year,
A year to voyage with greed of peace and affinity.
Let not your mutable hate blind you from good
But be good to let your hate transmute into humane neighbourhood;
It is time to part ways with the dark forces now
It’s time to live free –
No human soul should mourn no more. No eyes
should be shedding any more tears.
All hearts ought nought be hefty of unjust racial animosity that 
may lead to gratuitous xenophobic outbreaks no more too,
Or end up to a massacre of innocent blood that 
would stain and defile the soil of our land sordid;
O Messiah, prithee, I do beseech thee!
Aid this nation of Africa to refrain from prejudice and
immorality. And teach them never to harm those who are 
innocent for the deeds of others but to reconcile;
And to depart from wrong,
And to let bygones be bygones;
And teach them also to put paid to this obsession of calling their fellow 
brothers and sisters from neighbouring countries makwerekwere . . .
A name that’s convenient enough to answer their whim.     
Nor should they sacrifice their saintliness in order 
to satisfy their vindictive blood thirst:
Instead, in this beautiful year shine’st thou the sun
at midnight…The sun that would perish and subdue the threat of
shameful grievances that might befall my nation once again.
And rain thou the rain that shall slay this futile nationalism which subsists within 
the borders of Africa, and thus free the oppressed of their perpetual servitude,
So that they too can learn to trample down the moisture of 
continental freedom –
And so help AFRICA be, for no one wills to flee.

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