There are more than enough people like me, says Akala, that did not vote in the last election to swing it entirely for Jeremy Corbyn.
We love them dead when they speak no more / But they will endure, ideas are bulletproof / Tooth of truth it’s impossible to pull it loose
Racism, sexism and nationality / Just to me it all seems like insanity / Why must I rob you of your humanity / To feel good about mine?
We are taught a distorted version of history which erases the serious political struggle that really brought us the fragile freedoms we have today.
Which thief can stake his claim as the greatest messenger of murder upon the planet?