And the struggle goes on---



Some say the earth

Will keep on turning

Dread times are near

And I'm not joking I a warning

As we continue that same old moaning

The chosen race just keep on begging yeh

And I wanna know who's responsible?

They don't give a damn no



Mother's joy turn to

Pain and hollering

Weeping for their babes and sucklings

Spirits of the innocent wandering

Sufferation everlasting

But I wanna know who's responsible?

They don't give a damn no



Oh Papa dem chest keeps on burning

Fist clench tight a grit dem teeth

And blood is boiling

The price is high yet they keep on paying

The little bundles of love

They are all missing

And I wanna know who's responsible?

They don't give a damn no



Brothers and sisters

This plight we're facing

Get involved problems to solved

Yourselves concerning

Divided we are so

One by one we are falling

The front line of the battle is hottest

Your duties calling

I demand to know who's responsible?

They don't give a damn no



Talking down south Atlanta killings

Talking down south Deptford bombings

Talking down south Azania coming



They'll cut your hearts out

And I'm not joking

Turn no blind eye brothers be willing

Yeh the front line of the battle is hottest

Your duties calling