My life of sin, where did it begin? Surely not when I began to slang rocks. around the block So my hunger would stop. And surely not when I said "Fuck the cops" because they beat us until they seen blood and snot.
So where did it begin, my life of sin? I remember going to church paying bribes I mean tithes I remember telling the truth and shaming the devil I grew up vibing with Christ on all levels There's nothing you can tell me about the gospel I been trying to help myself.
So where did it begin, my life of sin? I never knew until my sister explained rape I know you can't escape your fate I come from humble beginnings, but I'm not too sure about a peaceful ending.
So where did it begin, my life of sin? Can it be my skin or where my life begun? The rush of the seed, the falling of the egg I just can't believe the curse is on my head from my Pop's bed
We be on some new new shit that new generation for expectation boy, we operatin' on dedication to them young intellectz on that new confrontation yellin' put the gunz down pick up an ink pen fuck where you been civil rightz to defend for the next genz never treated like kidz tried az adultz runnin' hittin' fencez hit 'em with the bolt doggin' urban stigmaz Red and bluez choose revolt We be on that new new new generation risin' from deeper crewz turnin' this pain into art anger into wordz peelin' pagez off the heart N.E.W, No Enemy World galaxiez away from you We be on that new new shit grimy since birth created by the truth Americaz Most Hated inner city Youth Americaz Most Hunted but only Godz to use
"Born a black man, born to be proud. born to stand up, and sometimes fall down. Born to be the best but get looked at different from the Rest. Born to have the American dream, but up against the odds, is what it seems."
But today, in our society, we are living in a world where being a black man or woman seems to be a crime. Discrimination is a factor in our inner cities. It has manifested in ways that's unexplainable, and unacceptable to human nature.
BLACK LIVES MATTER! if you can't understand the movement or reason, it's because you have not lived in our shoes, or felt like your loved ones life is at risk when leaving home. You have not felt the pain of all victims families that was murdered by law enforcement officers.
You have not experienced the judgement of being black, or being labelled so understanding is difficult. But as a proud Black man that came from the inner city, that's been discriminated against, that's experienced police brutality, and still over came the obstacles through education to pass along, I feel obligated to speak out to my community.
It's been too many lives taken for no reason, and I feel it's time to do something, and fighting fire with fire is not the way to solve this issue. I feel we can beat them by educating our communities, talking more to our kids about the facts without sugar coating the truth, because, racism still exist.
Once again the pain runs deep no goodnight sleep, the hurt and pain and sadness runs deep in my veins bringing tears to the forefront pouring from my eyes, down my cheeks as the breath of life is exiting another Black man, Delron Small, Alton Sterling, Philando Castile, murdered by another officer in blue, firing the fatal shot's, flames from the barrel of the gun, tearing into the flesh of thet human life, black man, black woman, down, laying in the streets, breath slowly departing their body, "Help Me Please", Eric Gardner cries out, "I can't breathe", not a care in the world do they have. license to kill, gunshots rang out in the blink of an eye, a amily torn apart, forever changed, a mother, father, son, brother, husband, daughter, gone, all because of your insensitivity and dirext cruelty, hate in your eyes, as you lie, "I was being attacked", is a mother- fucken lie, you just stole another brother's life, howcan I not cry after what I saw on world news, couldn't even hide or deny a world of hate and war against us, where is our place beyond the basketball court or football field, entertaining you, making you laugh is how you see me and my people, our minds you fear, but is it the mirror of your own brutality, madness and chaos, causing you to fear that another Micah Johnson will come forth, yet, you trained him in your military to kill, now you degrade him and demasculate him. The rivers of blood that stains Ameerica bears your handprint of hostility, fear, anger and suffering. Unchanged you are, where is our place that you so want to erase? What are we to do just allow you to abuse us, and disregard our lives? It is not our hate for you, but rather the hate of your abuse and brutality of us, devaluing our lives. Your lives aren't more valuable than ours, we all were born of the womb of a woman, equally. of worth, a mother, child and family, pained by the loss of their loved one that you caused. Precious we are Black Jewels, Kings, Queens, Prince, and Prinsseses we are.
Alyssa, David has been moved in and out of the hall and is now in a completely different area. He still wants to write and keep in contact. Could you please John him a note or send him a note so he knows that you are still around. Thank you
We haven't heard from you in a while Marty, you'd better get on top of this! I'm curious what your thoughts are on the DP, it sounds as if you are against it but have you met any guys in there that make you scratch your head a little? I'm also interested in hearing more about daily life in SQ. Get on it! :-)
I am late too. When I heard your mom died, I wrote something to Melanie to tell you; hopefully you got those words by her. We had a mass for a mom who died of cancer and in that mass I prayed for your mom as well.2 marvelous moms!I know you loved to talk with her as much as you could.Now she stays at your side your life long. You can still talk to her, Robert.She sees your pain and listens to what you have to tell her.:) She guides you now. Your mom is in a better place and watches upon you. She sees her son and smiles on you. May this comfort you. Robert, you finally found your way and just go forward on that same path.If you are a good person, you'll attract good people along the way. :) Your momma is just at the other side, you know... Just keep all the happy moments in your heart and in certain things you'll see her face. Hear her voice... :) Those stay for ever in your mind. One of these days you get some money like before. I told Melanie. I hope your dad is taken care off. Cherish him as best as you can. You can't do more. Try always your best and see what comes towards you, my friend. A warm hug from your friend Rita x .
I just read your letter and all I can say is Thank you for apologizing Im glad to hear that you are using your time wisely and remember that hurt people hurt people seek GOD IN everything that you do let his voice guide you down the right path I believe that everyone has change in them and I believe that for you......
RSS
My life of sin, where did it begin?
Surely not when I began to slang rocks.
around the block
So my hunger would stop.
And surely not when I said "Fuck the cops"
because they beat us until they seen blood and snot.
So where did it begin, my life of sin?
I remember going to church paying bribes
I mean tithes
I remember telling the truth and shaming the devil
I grew up vibing with Christ on all levels
There's nothing you can tell me about the gospel
I been trying to help myself.
So where did it begin, my life of sin?
I never knew until my sister explained rape
I know you can't escape your fate
I come from humble beginnings,
but I'm not too sure about a peaceful ending.
So where did it begin, my life of sin?
Can it be my skin
or where my life begun?
The rush of the seed, the falling of the egg
I just can't believe the curse is on my head
from my Pop's bed
My life of sin!
-NARMEER ALI HUSSEIN
We be on some new new shit
that new generation for expectation
boy, we operatin' on dedication
to them young intellectz
on that new confrontation
yellin' put the gunz down
pick up an ink pen
fuck where you been
civil rightz to defend
for the next genz
never treated like kidz
tried az adultz
runnin' hittin' fencez
hit 'em with the bolt
doggin' urban stigmaz
Red and bluez choose revolt
We be on that new new
new generation risin' from deeper crewz
turnin' this pain into art
anger into wordz
peelin' pagez off the heart
N.E.W, No Enemy World
galaxiez away from you
We be on that new new shit
grimy since birth
created by the truth
Americaz Most Hated
inner city Youth
Americaz Most Hunted
but only Godz to use
—Loutah
THE MOVEMENT
"Born a black man, born to be proud.
born to stand up, and sometimes fall down.
Born to be the best
but get looked at different from the Rest.
Born to have the American dream,
but up against the odds, is what it seems."
But today, in our society, we are living in a world where
being a black man or woman seems to be a crime.
Discrimination is a factor in our inner cities. It has
manifested in ways that's unexplainable, and unacceptable to human nature.
BLACK LIVES MATTER! if you can't understand the movement or reason, it's because you have not lived in our shoes, or felt like your loved ones life is at risk when leaving home. You have not felt the pain of all victims families that was murdered by law enforcement officers.
You have not experienced the judgement of being black, or being labelled so understanding is difficult. But as a proud Black man that came from the inner city, that's been discriminated against, that's experienced police brutality, and still over came the obstacles through education to pass along, I feel obligated to speak out to my community.
It's been too many lives taken for no reason, and I feel it's time to do something, and fighting fire with fire is not the way to solve this issue. I feel we can beat them by educating our communities, talking more to our kids about the facts without sugar coating the truth, because, racism still exist.
-Reyon
BLACK JEWELZ
Once again the pain runs deep no goodnight sleep, the hurt and
pain and sadness runs deep in my veins bringing tears to the
forefront pouring from my eyes, down my cheeks as the
breath of life is exiting another Black man, Delron Small,
Alton Sterling, Philando Castile, murdered by another officer
in blue, firing the fatal shot's, flames from the barrel
of the gun, tearing into the flesh of thet human life, black
man, black woman, down, laying in the streets, breath
slowly departing their body, "Help Me Please", Eric Gardner
cries out, "I can't breathe", not a care in the world do
they have. license to kill, gunshots rang out in the
blink of an eye, a amily torn apart, forever changed,
a mother, father, son, brother, husband, daughter, gone,
all because of your insensitivity and dirext cruelty, hate
in your eyes, as you lie, "I was being attacked", is a mother-
fucken lie, you just stole another brother's life, howcan
I not cry after what I saw on world news, couldn't even
hide or deny a world of hate and war against us, where is
our place beyond the basketball court or football field,
entertaining you, making you laugh is how you see me and
my people, our minds you fear, but is it the mirror of
your own brutality, madness and chaos, causing you to
fear that another Micah Johnson will come forth, yet, you
trained him in your military to kill, now you degrade him
and demasculate him. The rivers of blood that stains Ameerica
bears your handprint of hostility, fear, anger and suffering.
Unchanged you are, where is our place that you so want
to erase? What are we to do just allow you to abuse
us, and disregard our lives? It is not our hate for
you, but rather the hate of your abuse and brutality
of us, devaluing our lives. Your lives aren't more
valuable than ours, we all were born of the womb
of a woman, equally. of worth, a mother, child and
family, pained by the loss of their loved one that you
caused. Precious we are Black Jewels, Kings, Queens, Prince,
and Prinsseses we are.
1 of 1 - B.G. (Demetrius Howard)
I am late too. When I heard your mom died, I wrote something to Melanie to tell you; hopefully you got those words by her. We had a mass for a mom who died of cancer and in that mass I prayed for your mom as well.2 marvelous moms!I know you loved to talk with her as much as you could.Now she stays at your side your life long. You can still talk to her, Robert.She sees your pain and listens to what you have to tell her.:)
She guides you now. Your mom is in a better place and watches upon you. She sees her son and smiles on you. May this comfort you. Robert, you finally found your way and just go forward on that same path.If you are a good person, you'll attract good people along the way. :)
Your momma is just at the other side, you know... Just keep all the happy moments in your heart and in certain things you'll see her face. Hear her voice... :) Those stay for ever in your mind.
One of these days you get some money like before. I told Melanie. I hope your dad is taken care off. Cherish him as best as you can. You can't do more. Try always your best and see what comes towards you, my friend.
A warm hug from your friend Rita x .