I Do Not Sing Politics.

Belafonte Sent His People To Pick Me Up And I Went Back And Shook His Hand, Then Went Back To My Little Flat. I Was Very Happy To Have Met A President Of The United States - Little Me!

I Look At The Past And I See Myself.

My Thoughts Are Like Quick Little Fish That Swim Out Of My Grasp.

I Kept My Culture. I Kept The Music Of My Roots. Through My Music I Became This Voice And Image Of Africa And The People Without Even Realising.

If Given A Choice, I Would Have Certainly Selected To Be What I Am: One Of The Oppressed Instead Of One Of The Oppressors.