Testo Nomzamo (One People, One Cause)

Nine children in one family Nine Xhosa Wars Nomzamo in 1960 Already victim of her country's laws I say 'laws'; why dignify The Sjamboks and the slammed cell doors? In twenty years they gave her nineteen sentences - still One people! One cause! One people! One cause! Nomzamo! Nomzamo... Named 'Trial' but how often can You take the stand? Nomzamo left glued in Brandfort Twenty years for a touch of his hand But in touch and in the face of The Robben Islands and the bleak Pollsmoors I see 'separate' - I see 'development' - still One people! One cause! One people! One cause! Nomzamo! Nomzamo... Nomzamo - you say it's part of your soul Nomzamo - one day you'll paint it Red, black, green and gold... Told today that they release you That you had paid your debt Nomzamo in her own damn country How much more boorish can these people get? But you refuse to get the message Of waving whips, in bloody semaphore Where only gunfire's indiscriminate - as always One people! One cause! One people! One cause! Nomzamo! Nomzamo...