I Have One Great Fear In My

Although Nothing Has Come Yet, Something Is Here Already.

There Are Voices Crying What Must Be Done, A Hundred, A Thousand Voices. But What Do They Help If One Seeks For Counsel, For One Cries This, And One Cries That, And Another Cries Something That Is Neither This Nor That.

But Sorrow Is Better Than Fear. For Fear Impoverishes Always, While Sorrow May Enrich.

But When The Dawn Will Come, Of Our Emancipation, From The Fear Of Bondage And The Bondage Of Fear, Why, That Is A Secret.

All Roads Lead To Johannesburg.