They’ve promised us that a
black nation will one day be
free but until today we still
fight so that we can be free.

They’ve promised me that they
will listen when I talk but still
they seem to be deaf because
to them my opinion seems to
be useless.

In my country I still carry an
identity book so they can see
that I belong in this country
but I’m black and to them I
seem as if I’m just a prisoner.

A black man in centuries was
seen as nobody even now we
are taken as if we are different
from everybody.

Where is this freedom they’ve
told us about or they just meant
that we are free while we are dom!

Black beautiful rich skin still seen
as a black ugly poor skin so who
I suppose to be in my country!