Oh, the whole country would collapse if we sat still!

What did we do

to suffer the yoke

of hordes of prophets,

limitless throngs on Africa's plains?

Focus on Revelations,

the sixteenth chapter,

the thirteenth verse:

false prophets are gaunt.

And focus on Deuteronomy,

the eighteenth chapter,

the twentieth verse

as well as the twenty-second.

I'm not one to mock,

but I'll never forget

their revelations

lined their pockets.

But what exactly is a prophet?

Let's hear a plan from those in the Cape.

A prophet's mark is made in heaven,

he scolds the thundering skies.

A prophet's a shade-screened leopard,

representing a jealous God.

You don't take prophets lightly:

they're lone hartebeest at ease on a plain.

There are prophets both false and true

and—Reader, take note—you can tell them apart.

May the false drop dead on the spot:

let the witches’ huts be clustered.

A prophet's a shade-screened leopard,

a sunbaked river with rocky pools.

Let's hear a plan from anyone, anywhere,

to rid us of this plague of rogues.

Tyo, what wonders Africa holds!

Prophets in all nooks and crannies,

each so fine and silver-tongued

that common folk turn on each other.

We're crushed because we're apart:

we lack discerning diviners

to proclaim a prophet true.

Peace indeed! Who can we trust?

Priests outnumber parishioners,

prophets provoke Matiwane;

though Africa's crammed with diviners

nothing worth mention's appeared.

How did we land in this mess?

Don't we fear the King of Glory?

The bible was written by prophets:

modern prophets, produce a new bible.

The voice of God said to Jonah,

“Make your way to Nineveh.

Announce to that great city

the message I give to you.

“When forty days are past

I'll raze Nineveh to the ground:

its corruption defies description,

its stench assails me on high.”

Jonah was a true prophet,

Nineveh trembled before him.

Covered in sackcloth and ashes,

they neither ate nor drank.

Up spoke Jonah the prophet:

“Let each one mend his ways.”

And so they did, and no one died,

the Compassionate showed them mercy.