Leg In The Sea Of History

Ain't no new thing

It's based on the fact that white people

Continue to rip off black artists

They continue to steal their material, their styles

The very cultural elements that make

The black artist the outstanding artist

Residing pale within a dark culture

I come with respect, not as a vulture

Been aware of another history

I realise race defining me

I believe in the spirit of man, woman

I use this belief to help me overstand

Skin is race and culture ideology

Difference in thought, small biology

But when black is black, white is white

Must resist the wrong to expose the right

So black culture unified and strong

Revealing its truth through a history long

But then this culture talks to me

Learn me lessons and dance with me

Shares friendship, love and joke with me

Goes to school and clubs with me

For in the city where leprechauns eat plantain dumplings

Pattie pie and mash and whelks and boiled

Bacon and cabbage mixed with curry

Become the city smell, so don't you worry

'Cause it's natural to be together

Or each a forever and not a never

But I will never try to be black

Or claim understanding for which I lack

For if you see the legacy of whiteness hanging from these bones

A body must give a spirit a home

We pray for the creator's master plan

Peace and happiness in all the lands

Peace and happiness throughout the land

I wish to be nothing, I am what I am

Acknowledge limitations, I do what I can

To add to a struggle, I struggle for a culture

Seeking guidance, not fly with the vulture

Joe Slovo's in the bush, spear of the nation

We're with a pen in the heart of the nation

Building a future for our children in the city

So the spirit fly with no fear or pity

But for now, the future must be confirmed

Sky is full of flags that have not learned

To fly together in the breeze upon high

Mistrust and power still colour the eye

Pray for the creator's master plan

Peace and happiness in every land

Peace and happiness throughout the land

I pray for strength to keep eyes on the prize

Resist individualism of root lies

Realise the present power must be shifted

While helping this generation gifted

And giving for the giving, not giving for the taking

Culture for building, now we're making

Culture's not static, but always shift

This is no shame, more a gift

Blood sits crying in pushchairs and the prams

We hold the future with two tiny hands

Sharing the taking for the giving

'Scaping them goats lost in the living

Pray for the creator's master plan

Peace and happiness in all the lands

Peace and happiness throughout the land

I'm down that these thoughts not belong to me

But all that and those that have created me

Not floating in a mind, more a reflection

Of a life in a world, land, city selection

Pale and a green tinge in a dark culture

I speak for no one, I try to kill the vulture

Lord made of sunlight enlighten the flower

Peace is for sharing, and that's the power

The future is equal, both black and white

The future is today, followed by the night