De Republic recruited de services of Rik Mon to bring forth de bass. News traveled till Hitta Mon heard, then tuned skins and attended to percussion. While Ahmed Mon swung axe 'n gave voice to de music... and it was good... and the people were freed...
Until the philosophy which holds one race superior and another inferior is finally and permanently discredited and abandoned, until there are no longer first-class and second-class citizens of any nation, until the colour of a man's skin is of no more significance than the colour of his eyes. And until the basic human rights are equally guaranteed to all without regard to race. And until that day, the dream of ever lasting peace, world citizenship, rule of international morality, will remain but a fleeting illusion to be pursued, but never attained... now everywhere is unrest.
to paraphrase Haile Selassie