Wake up from your dreams, your tombs.Gather your shambas, your spears and guns,the tribe is sick, it must be cleansed.Else we perish with the mounting tideof modernization. Awake, all youths, from your slumbers!Shake off the clutches of your parents,Wipe away the saliva from your mouths.The tribe is sick it must be cleansed;you must not wait […]