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Curfew
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Azanian Love Song 77 Curfew And after all the bloodletting There was a deep silence In the land The bloodletters Called it peace And a triumph For law and order But beyond the ravaged ghetto Sirens ring an encouraging curfew To a frightened white electorate: The children Have all been driven Off the streets Peace has been restored Amen ...