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UNFINISHED REVOLUTION From the health centre porch she looks to the North Where Nicaragua´s enemies hide Polio crippled and maimed before things were changed Slowly they´re turning the tide In the twilight she stands, with a rifle in hand And memory of what used to be Now she´s part of the unfinished revolution Feudal landlords they´ve known seen overthrown Afghanistan comes into view Learning to read and to write is part of the fight But for her it´s something that´s new Down all the years ashamed of her tears Imprisoned behind a black veil Now she´s part of the unfinished revolution Soldiers kicked down the door, called her a whore While he lingered in Castlereagh Internment tore them apart, brought her to the heart Of resistence in Belfast today Her struggle is long, it´s hard to be strong She´s determined deep down inside To be part of the unfinished revolution She holds the key to the unfinished revolution 
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