This poem song came up in our discussion as we delved into our topic of respect and social justice. Please view this poem in preparation for our discussion during our Elluminate session on October 17th.Young Artists for Haiti - Wavin’ Flag
Music and Lyrics: K-naan, 2010
When I get older, I will be stronger, they'll call me freedom, just like a wavin' flag.
When I get older, I will be stronger, they'll call me freedom just like a wavin' flag,
and then it goes back, and then it goes back, and then it goes back, oh
Born to a throne, stronger than Rome, a violent prone, poor people zone
But it's my home, all I have known, where I got grown, streets we would roam.
Out of the darkness, I came the farthest, among the hardest survival.
Learn from the streets, it can be bleak, accept no defeat, surrender, retreat.
So we struggling, fighting to eat and we wondering when we'll be free.
So we patiently wait for that fateful day, it's not far away, but for now we say:
When I get older, I will be stronger, they'll call me freedom, just like a wavin' flag,
and then it goes back, and then it goes back, and then it goes back, oh
So many wars, settling scores, bringing us promises, leaving us poor,
I heard them say, love is the way, love is the answer that's what they say
But look how they treat us, make us believers, we fight their battles, then they deceive us
try to control us, they couldn't hold us, 'cause we just move forward like Buffalo Soldiers
But we struggling, fighting to eat, and we wondering, when we'll be free,
so we patiently wait for that faithful day, it's not far away but for now we say:
When I get older I will be stronger, they'll call me freedom, just like a wavin' flag,
and then it goes back, and then it goes back, and then it goes, and then it goes
And everybody will be singing it, and you and I will be singing it, and we all will be singing it:
When I get older, I will be stronger, they'll call me freedom just like a wavin' flag,
and then it goes back, and then it goes back, and then it goes back, and then it goes back, oh,
When I get older, when I get older, I will be stronger just like a wavin' flag
just like a wavin' flag, just like a wavin' flag, flag, flag, just like a wavin' flag.
When I get older, I will be stronger, they'll call me freedom just like a wavin' flag,
and then it goes back, and then it goes back, and then it goes back, oh
Born to a throne, stronger than Rome, a violent prone, poor people zone
But it's my home, all I have known, where I got grown, streets we would roam.
Out of the darkness, I came the farthest, among the hardest survival.
Learn from the streets, it can be bleak, accept no defeat, surrender, retreat.
So we struggling, fighting to eat and we wondering when we'll be free.
So we patiently wait for that fateful day, it's not far away, but for now we say:
When I get older, I will be stronger, they'll call me freedom, just like a wavin' flag,
and then it goes back, and then it goes back, and then it goes back, oh
So many wars, settling scores, bringing us promises, leaving us poor,
I heard them say, love is the way, love is the answer that's what they say
But look how they treat us, make us believers, we fight their battles, then they deceive us
try to control us, they couldn't hold us, 'cause we just move forward like Buffalo Soldiers
But we struggling, fighting to eat, and we wondering, when we'll be free,
so we patiently wait for that faithful day, it's not far away but for now we say:
When I get older I will be stronger, they'll call me freedom, just like a wavin' flag,
and then it goes back, and then it goes back, and then it goes, and then it goes
And everybody will be singing it, and you and I will be singing it, and we all will be singing it:
When I get older, I will be stronger, they'll call me freedom just like a wavin' flag,
and then it goes back, and then it goes back, and then it goes back, and then it goes back, oh,
When I get older, when I get older, I will be stronger just like a wavin' flag
just like a wavin' flag, just like a wavin' flag, flag, flag, just like a wavin' flag.
Young Canadian Artists for Haiti draws attention to the plight of Haitian people who have suffered through years of poverty, political strife, and most recently a tragic earthquake.
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