What we write

By Brother Biko
What we write comes from heart bleeding
Minds set on rapid fire blazing
What we write expresses anger
Torment anguish danger
We write a straight forward invite
Which leads to afrikan light
Light of awareness consciousness
Light to empower powerless

We write what has long been written
We speak what has long been spoken
We write a common peoples manual
Unsorted natural factual
We write protest songs street anthems
We make you aware of problems
You need to take note of this hint
Nothing we write is a blueprint

We write what was in sankara
We write the mind of Guevara
Nkrumah Lumumba Biko
Even mumia on deathrow
What we write survived cold regimes
That of smith Leopold and their dreams
We write blood against oppression
And all forms of exploitation

Our writings stand firm for justice
So you should know we are for peace
Justice for our people and all
Justice bold firm standing tall
What we write is crap to the stupid
Bloody nonsense to the timid
Blasphemy to the self righteous
Yet nothing stops what we write oh yes










What we write comes from heart bleeding
Minds set on rapid fire blazing
What we write expresses anger
Torment anguish danger
We write a straight forward invite
Which leads to afrikan light
Light of awareness consciousness
Light to empower powerless

We write what has long been written
We speak what has long been spoken
We write a common peoples manual
Unsorted natural factual
We write protest songs street anthems
We make you aware of problems
You need to take note of this hint
Nothing we write is a blueprint

We write what was in sankara
We write the mind of Guevara
Nkrumah Lumumba Biko
Even mumia on deathrow
What we write survived cold regimes
That of smith Leopold and their dreams
We write blood against oppression
And all forms of exploitation

Our writings stand firm for justice
So you should know we are for peace
Justice for our people and all
Justice bold firm standing tall
What we write is crap to the stupid
Bloody nonsense to the timid
Blasphemy to the self righteous
Yet nothing stops what we write oh yes










What we write comes from heart bleeding
Minds set on rapid fire blazing
What we write expresses anger
Torment anguish danger
We write a straight forward invite
Which leads to afrikan light
Light of awareness consciousness
Light to empower powerless

We write what has long been written
We speak what has long been spoken
We write a common peoples manual
Unsorted natural factual
We write protest songs street anthems
We make you aware of problems
You need to take note of this hint
Nothing we write is a blueprint

We write what was in sankara
We write the mind of Guevara
Nkrumah Lumumba Biko
Even mumia on deathrow
What we write survived cold regimes
That of smith Leopold and their dreams
We write blood against oppression
And all forms of exploitation

Our writings stand firm for justice
So you should know we are for peace
Justice for our people and all
Justice bold firm standing tall
What we write is crap to the stupid
Bloody nonsense to the timid
Blasphemy to the self righteous
Yet nothing stops what we write oh yes










What we write comes from heart bleeding
Minds set on rapid fire blazing
What we write expresses anger
Torment anguish danger
We write a straight forward invite
Which leads to afrikan light
Light of awareness consciousness
Light to empower powerless

We write what has long been written
We speak what has long been spoken
We write a common peoples manual
Unsorted natural factual
We write protest songs street anthems
We make you aware of problems
You need to take note of this hint
Nothing we write is a blueprint

We write what was in sankara
We write the mind of Guevara
Nkrumah Lumumba Biko
Even mumia on deathrow
What we write survived cold regimes
That of smith Leopold and their dreams
We write blood against oppression
And all forms of exploitation

Our writings stand firm for justice
So you should know we are for peace
Justice for our people and all
Justice bold firm standing tall
What we write is crap to the stupid
Bloody nonsense to the timid
Blasphemy to the self righteous
Yet nothing stops what we write oh yes