Lucky Dube - Victims

I didn't know she was crying
Until now as she turns
To look at me
She said boy o' boy
You bring tears to my eyes
I said what, she said
Boy o' boy you bring tears to my eyes

Bob Marley said
How long shall they kill our
Prophets
While we stand aside and look
But little did he know that
Eventually the enemy
Will stand aside and look
While we slash and kill
Our own brothers

Knowing that already
They are the victims of the
Situation
Still licking wounds
From brutality,
Still licking wounds
From humiliation
She said these words and the
Wrinkles on her face became
Perfect trails for the tears and she said

We are the victims everytime
We've got double trouble
Everytime

She took me outside
In the church yard
Showed me graves on the ground
And she said
There lies a man who fought
For equality
There lies a boy who died in
The struggle
Can all these heroes
Die in vain
While we slash and kill
Our own brothers
Knowing that already
They are the victims
Of the situation
Still licking wounds
From brutality
Still licking wounds
From humiliation