Saturday, March 14, 2009

I Ras Babi Abdalla Babiker will not bow...

I have been running from a country to an other
I am an honest man
I love them people
justice
respect
and I am a clean man
I am not a criminal...
I will not bow
shoot me
hung me
I will not bow
Mister...
you have a big problem
by treating us like this
you will not get what you want
you live in the past
the future is for us
for our beautiful childern
they will say
when some men sold
when some men were afraid
their fathers were not
Mister...
you are a man just like me
do not forget that
remember in your sleep
my great great father
will see you
I will not bow
when I see my black brothers a grouped to a wall
my blood run cold
run cool.
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