My beloved of the black race, come nearer and lend me your hears. Prepare your heart to receive the truth that is coming on your way. This is the time for you to stop fetching water with the sieve, it is the time to depart from your deception and follow the truth. It is time to depart from evil and put behind you tribalism and nepotism. Wake up Africa and uproot corruption and oppression that is growing in your midst. Say no to despotism and let all your ill manners come to an end.
Oh Africa how great is your wickedness, how great is your bitterness and selfishness. Why do you like the darkness more than the light? Why are you impudent and stiff hearted? Why is it that your throat is an open grave? Why is it that your thought is always of evil? You kept inside the red blood and you spit out the white saliva. You put honey on your lips but your heart is bitter. You turn aside the needy and you laugh at the poor. You make the widows your prey and you rob the fatherless. You rise up against yourself and you shed innocent blood. My Africa, why are you fighting against yourself? Villages against villages and towns against towns. You always rejoice at the suffering of your friends. Why can’t you love your friends as you love yourself; for love works no ill of his neighbours.
Rise up Africa, the cocks has started crowing. The night is far spent and the day is at hand. Come and let us reason together O you of black race. Let us cast of the works of darkness and put on the armour of light. Let us resist the unforgiving spirit and allow the spirit of love. Let us walk in honest and trust one another. The lost truth must return to you Africa. And pure love must be established in your midst. Let us go to war must change to let us work for peace. My people there is nothing good in the gun you use, for your hatred and strife always call for it. Fight no more and put down your gun. Let us depart from following the evils of our forefathers. They had dined with the devil and we must not follow their paths. Let us depart from serving woods and graven images; the god of iron is dead and likewise the god of thunder, all the gods are dead and they will rise no more. Forsake gods that have mouths but they speak not, ears have they but they hear not. Cry now to the living God who created you. There is no life in the hills and mountains you worship. There is no life in iron and rocks you bow for. There is no life in idols and wood which you serve. Come out of the devil and all the evil ways. Trust not in vanity and stop chasing the shadow. Run out from the path of destruction and follow the way of life.
The light has shown and the truth has been revealed. The wind has blown and the veil has been removed. There is only one God and others are the works of men. My good people let us worship the God who is our creator. He is the God of all gods and the King of all kings. He is the beginning of life and the end of it; the beginning that has no beginning and the end that has no end. My beloved, there is peace in serving the everlasting God. For He alone can uproot a stony heart and replace it with the heart of flesh. Oh what a great gift is coming unto you Africa. Lift up your voice and shout for joy; arise and rejoice oh you black nations. For the Son of the most high is in your midst and He has come to give you peace. In Him alone the perfect peace is found.
