For the cold and grey walls, to the chains
The past to promise the future, yet is the same past
He died to loosen man, they were taught freedom and still they circled chains and build prisons
Let the bird be free even though it fly’s
The man said, sun and moon were once married
Tomorrow the sun will lonely come, but brighter
That night the moon will be moon
So He died to make us live, let us live to kill no one, capture no one and us to freely live
FLANEGAN THABO NTSHOTSHO