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I understand, cousin--that such men have forgotten the tale of Modingo, the wise hyena who lived between the lands of the elephants and the hyenas. Tshembe, hear me.
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That is why the hyena laughs until this day and why it is such terrible laughter: because it was such a bitter joke that was played upon them while they “reasoned�. (There is silence for a moment, and then he leans forward to place his hand on Tshembe’s) Tshembe Matoseh, we have waited a thousand seasons for these “guests� to leave us. Your people need you.

Lorraine Hansberry. Les Blancs: The Collected Last Plays of Lorraine Hansberry. 1972. p.126