Someone Like Biko

Weariness in my soul, pain in my heart
See you there little child, fear in your eyes
The road ahead will be rough, we seek the land of
hope
No vision, no clear direction
Only the fittest of the fittest shall survive and
that’s why
I’m crying for the future
I worry about the future
I’m working for the future, yeah
Will we ever truly be happy
Will we ever know the good life
Will there ever be justice and equality for all?
So give me a man like Malcolm in this time
Someone like Sankara with the love of his people
Show me a man like Neto in this time
Someone like Biko…
Then we were slaves taken away from here
Now we’re still slaves right on our own land
Nothing is settled my brother, the battle rages on
We’re still the pawn in the game
And half the story is never told and that’s why
I’m fighting for the future
I’m working for future
I’m looking to the future, yeah
Will we ever really be free
Will ever stand up and fight
Will we ever speak together in one voice?
So give me a man like Cabral in this time
Someone like Lumumba, with the passion of
youth
We need men like Garvey in this time
Someone like Biko…
So give me a man like Shaka in this time
Someone like Nkrumah, with the love of his
people
Show me a man like Boro in this time
Someone like Biko…
Weariness in my soul, pain in my heart
Close your eyes and sleep child,
Everything is going to be alright…