You Don't Speak for Me by Judy Small

You who scribble on walls with your miniscule minds
You who make midnight calls, you who rattle my blinds
The violence you preach is the core of your creed
Well, you don't speak for me.

You call yourselves patriots swastika-style
You feed on the fear of the ignorant child
There's no love of nations or people or land
In the hatred behind your smile
You don't speak for me
No, you don't speak for me.

I've seen where you come from
I've seen where you lead
It's a poisonous fruit that grows from your seed
You stir up the hatred till something explodes
Well you don't speak for me.

You who slaughter free creatures and then call it sport
You proudly display the corpses you've shot
You talk about freedom and rights and control
But you don't speak for me.

You who poison the airwaves with Genghis Khan views
You broadcast your bias and call it the news
You say that you speak for the millions out there
And deny that you're lighting a dangerous fuse
Well, you don't speak for me.
No, you don't speak for me.

You don't speak for me, you don't speak for my friends
We've followed that line, we've seen where it ends
Intolerance, hatred, division and strife
You don't speak for me.

You who march in your hundreds and thousands for peace
You who work for political prisoners' release
You fight the injustice of women ignored
You speak for me.

You who combat apartheid wherever it's seen
You who struggle to keep the unique forests green
You who fight for the rights of all people in chains
You speak for me,
Yes, you speak for me,
You speak for me.