Shaka II

22.

And that is the story—or at least the story so far.

When news of Tchaka’s death spread throughout the Empire, world after world declared its independence. I can foresee the day, maybe thirty years from now, maybe even less, when the Zulus will be confined to this world, perhaps to just a small section of it.

And, as before, they will look at each newborn boy and ask: are you the One? Could you possibly be the One?

I pray that the answer will always be No.