CHIRA-8

"Madness, madness Madness tight on the heads of the rebels The bitterness erup's like a heart blas' Broke glass, ritual of blood an' a-burnin' Served by a cruelin' fighting 5 nights of horror and of bleeding Broke glass, cold blades as sharp as the eyes of hate And the stabbin', it's War amongs' the rebels Madness, madness, war Night number one was in Brixton Sofrano B sound system 'im was a-beatin' up the riddim with a fire 'im comin' down his reggae reggae wire It was a sound checkin' down your spinal column A bad music tearin' up your flesh An' the rebels dem start a fighting De youth dem just tun wild, it's

about I and I rowing. We all have to know that if we keep rowing just in our direction we turn around. if we are in the middle of the sea and we don't know where to go...is very much important to row with both hands! so we don't go in circle... not to the circus. infact we have two hands. using both we manage to go a straight, we could stop rowing around and MOVE. this is a good news...not so new maybe! Kibir la Ahadu Amlak IHS QHS