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Bambu Station - Amadou Diallo

Amadou Diallo -- Written by R. Jalani Horton Blood stains, of my own blood, on my doorstep How can a man, expect to live, live right in harmony When the cross-fire is on him, hunted by authority You might not overstand I say, the plight of blackman, cliché you say, Long held out crying for the hope of peace Insanity is the least of our trouble. Another story, to be told, with the innocent blood of Amadou Diallo Destroyed his hopes and shattered his dreams, Could have been me the victim of this story, When authority bark, they want us to whimper When the powerless act, them try to divide and conquer But hopes and dreams abound, Diallo wasn't just one man Represented the face of a godly nation Why so you hate the seeds of God's creation, This ain't no black song, this ain't no cotton picking song When will it end, must first i begin, so here i man draw the line We have got to stand, or we have no chance to fall, In this war of right over evil, So here i man draw me line, Let's make sure there's not another sequel, Chorus Bloodstains of my own blood, on my doorstep Murder, murder, murder, not one count of murder, Not one count of manslaughter, not one count Not even an apology, of incompetent authority...