September '77Port Elizabeth weather fineIt was business as usualIn police room 619Oh Biko, Biko, because BikoOh Biko, Biko, because BikoYihla Moja, Yihla MojaThe man is dead
When I try to sleep at nightI can only dream in redThe outside world is black and whiteWith only one colour deadOh Biko, Biko, because BikoOh Biko, Biko, because BikoYihla Moja, Yihla MojaThe man is dead
You can blow out a candleBut you can't blow out a fireOnce the flames begin to catchThe wind will blow it higherOh Biko, Biko, because BikoYihla Moja, Yihla MojaThe man is dead
And the eyes of the world areWatching nowWatching now
by Peter Gabriel
On the 12th of September, it was the 45th anniversary of the brutal murder of Bantu Stephen Biko (18 December 1946 – 12 September 1977) by the apartheid regime of South Africa. This post is to honour his legacy and to honour how Biko and others like him never gave up the fight until the ugly, racist, oppressive South African regime was toppled.
For more information about Bantu Stephen Biko see:
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