Victims - Lucky Dube

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 all these words and the

Wrinkles on her face became

Perfect trails for the tears and she said;

We are the victims everytime

We got double trouble everytime

She took me outside to the churchyard

Showed me graves on the ground

And she said;

There lies a man who fought for equality

There lies a boy who died in his 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

Chorus till fade