my problem your problem their problem a media problem a solution,
nelson walks free south Africa strolls into a repeating nightmare,
we’ll have an inquiry we’ll invite foreign correspondents over there
they stayed for months the reports were looking very good,
finally a smile we got the funds okay we smiled they flew away.
now it’s spread the fear has been exported to other shores,
Egypt Syria we’ll invite them all to settle old scores,
for months the reports are good we all looked around,
heard it all before the stammers and the foreign correspondents,
but they flew away in comfy jets we smiled again that day
the gaza strip is not a sex club it’s a damned place yet,
the world looks on the correspondents wonder what’s going on,
camera’s roll bodies take their toll children blood spattered fall,
no one looks at the way they run as the bombs keep falling
no money there but practice everywhere all that is wrong
so Egypt is on the floor and war beckons silence everywhere!
so where are all the men the wise and the old,
apartheid gone the passion forgotten cause it left our land,
nelson where are you did you hear the terrifying screams,
don’ they remember the day you left that prison over there,
too much said too little done people are numbers bombs won
For you
These are Irish blessings and a quote of my father’s.
Wish you much pleasure and a nice day.
Sincerely Andrea many hugs
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