To no surprise, the coming election which could end the death penalty in this State, has created and environment of fear that has enslaved tounges, killed spirits, and has scared the living streets out of the selfproclaimed realest.
The overall take away from this work, ecposes that each contributor is a true example that true unity is still achievable within our own community, no matter where we are, and that only real niggaz can step up to the vent and provide fresh circualtions of air, by having the courage to speak into a situation, that portion, of reality, that some would rather pretend doesn't exist, or, simply pass off as being nothing but a bunch of godamn noise.
Bro, we are with you, this work needs you,and we will not allow anyone to use our own shield's and spear'z against us, not even our own hearts, your leadership is required, along with the rest of us.
W/R Sugar Raylon - New Generation Rising!
(Stanley Tookie Williams) 2 of 2
ROOT OF THE MATTER
"Struggle" typifies a thousand branches jutting from one tree, Each limb an "ism" Deriving from one seed.
Racism Sexism Fascism Capitalism A thousand and one "ism's" Propagate like a plague Complicit are those Who allow them to spread.
Tim.Young F23374 S.Q.S.P. San Quentin, Ca.94974 (Kieth Scott) 1 of 1
The resolution of power
It seems everyday, another unarmed black man is gunned down by the police. And everday, someone picks up a mic, or get online and rant about the injustice going on, but wheres the change? The bibble says: "Faith without works is dead", and I agree; "Protest without action is dead". You can march all you want, you can riot and loot, boycot, or even take a knee, but then what? Wheres the follow up? Wheres the action?
Though I do admire those who want to do things to start a "conversation", my question is, how much "conversation" are you going to have before you actually get up and do something? Let me be clear, when I say do something, I dont mean violence. I know some want to "fight fire with fire", but that won't cause anything but more of what we're mad about.
I truly believe nothing will change until we as a people are ready to start putting action into faith, instead of believing, or having faith that if we can start a "conversation" with the police, they'll, all of a sudden, start to hear us. I think we should become the cops, we should become the Mayor's and Govenor's, we, need to, as a community, come together and make sure our children get the education they need so that they can gain those positions of power.
Will it be easy? No. Will it be fast? Not as quick as we'd like, but, will it work? Yes! It will work, but it's up to us todo it, the police wont, the government wont, the president wont, but we will. It's time to beat the oppressors at their own game, it's time for us to take the power, and I'm willing to do the work, are you?
By: BatMan
(Treyvon Martin) 1 of 1
THE VENT (Epilogue)
It's good to see more people from all walks of life in outter society contribute their voices, resources and skillsets to the movement against the crisis of militarized police terrorist killings of Black people, in the streets of America.
While recognizing laws associated with free speech, and laws against incarcerating people without adequate ventilation systems, we became interested in displaying what a new generation of California's Death Row's population of rhyme slingers, and ink spillers, had to say about this issue.
Michael, Blessed one, we send our'z to you and the fam, and we talked about your powerful words because most people in "The Struggle" dont realize that there is another struggle going on within the hearts of those of us outhere in street tibal warfare.
Bro, eve I questioned my own positive youth development work when I learned that two Black, and biological Brothers, not older than 23 years old, killed my dad in front of a store, he was 63 years old.
How could I continue to spill ink on behalf of a generation of youth that just stomped, and kicked the brains of my hero out his scull? Man, fuck them niggaz.
Im not Jesus, so forgiveness, and forgetfulness is not my position on the issue of black on black crime, Black Lives what?
However, like your niece, my hero loved deeply, and demanded the reales from society.
So, what real? We sometimes forget that African's had shield's and spear's long before enslavers set foot on the Continent, and they used them for more than just hunting for food, and protection from wild animals.
Si, if no manner of tribal warfare constituted an excuse for others to enslave, rape, and murder us in or near to 1619, then it must not be, and cannot be used against us today; for there will always be tribal conflict in our community.
(Dante Parker) 1 of 2
Sear's & Shield's (cont.)
We grieve with you out of love and respect, yet, in our past life, even we was enemies to eachother, and we are the only reason I just wrote the word, "was".
I want to bless you with the following words that helped me regain my ballance and continue this work, and pray that these words help you to struggle the concept of continuing not your amazing work.
"The search for security in conditions of oppression, the quest for personal harmony in circumstances of social violence, or the wish for private success at the cost of betraying collective aspirations, require little originality, and risk, because such efforts accept the status quo of oppression as immutable. Freedom requires new courage, new vision, and new commitments. The dehumanizing master without must be killed, at least psychologically, just as the slumberingslave within must be ejected. Neither can occur without willed, organized action. Both entail risking a psychological crisis and even physical death. For then and only then can a given generation of the oppresses effect change and reclaim their history."
NARMIR'S LETTER A Beautiful Day! Raylon & Comrade Bird September 11, 2016
Peace & Gods blessings Be upon your first and most important I extend my respects to both you brothers. I keep yall as well as you alls kin in my prayers. It is my hope 2 sticc around and maintain but you both know the nature of our surroundings, I'll try 2 make it bacc 2 (5yard). The situation with comrade Ray has been resolved and we have been cleared to be bacc on yard 2gether so that should not be a problem... Bro Im heart broken my writing spirit has been crushed last year while I was housed in a/c, my eldest niece was killed in some gangbangging shit. Bird you remember her I used to show you all her pictures. Well she got caught up homie she was gang bangging (Hoover) she got caught up in a murder & the dudes got bacc., taking her & her baby Daddy. Devastated me & my family. I've tried to write on some positive Blck unity & Im lost homie. My thoughts are (evil) white & plane. I hope 2 find my way bout right now my spirit aint in it. I still laugh & clown Im still the same wiz but somewhere deep lies an uglyness & its blocking my shine... On the real Raylon / Bird yall both know how much I use to pray its been a minute since my forehead touch the ground. Im angry, shit homie I quit smoking weed... I cant even enjoy being high because of my memories... In the mean time I got a lil work out routine. I dont do it to work the hate/ anger out. I do it to give the hate & anger something to hold on to. Its crazy Im 40 been on Death Row 20 years my niece 19, been on earth 19 years & gone but Im still here. Got to be a reason but its over my head... As I opened comrades I shall close Peace & Gods blessing be upon you I extend my respects to both you brothers. Peace to all the Lavells growing in the Hoods (Lavell killed 4 Oakland pigs) Sincerely with honor & love Mr. Michael Lamar Bramit aka Narmir (Larry Davis)
Hey Rob, sorry to hear about your recent troubles. This time of the year is tough on everybody, but your recent circumstances (your Mom, your daughter) must make it especially hard. Every Christmas, if I'm down, I force myself to watch "A Christmas Carol" (only the 1951 version, with Alastair Sim.) It's sounds corny, but it forces me to re-assess my life and what's important. Likewise, New Year's is just a date on a calendar, but it gives us a chance to start over, at least mentally. Although you may not think anyone is listening, many of us are, even if we go for stretches without responding. I hope your Christmas was as good as the circumstances allow and continue to wish you the best.
eastbay sea. Blood I didn't sign up for this. A man with no country, no family, no friends, no hood, no specific stimulate love for nothing! This all stems from not becoming a worthless snitch. Can't respect it, but I understand it, how the once rightous jumpship, but not I! Thank you for leaning me your ear si i can vent.
How do we console our parents, when it's apparent that our every declarant will remain unacknowledged, while our children acknowledge their own mortality, what reality can we boast of, what pride shall raise our chin, when the very color of our skin is an accusation that not even our wildest imagination would accept as an association with sin, my mirror dont lie, so the pain dont subside, when the reflection of the image that I see, staring back at me, mean mugs me with the recognition that I will more than likely die, at the hands of curruption and deceit, from the inner city police, leaving more mothers to reach, for the bucket and bleach, that they keep benieth the kitchen sink that they mix with tears as they clean the concrete of another brotha's blood, scrubbing and scourring with strength that remains from the love that we feel for our fallen son's, trying to wash the pain away, because no matter what, the inner city children still need somewhere to play, in the inner city
-Negasi Kamara (Squabbles) 8.20.16
(Ezell Ford) 2 of 2
No-Man's-Land (LaQuan McDonald)
Coming from outta the 30s with an mentality of a beast. To be loyal to the streets, loyal to my family, tru to myself and to never become a snitch! I've banged, slanged, hustled, traveled the world over on a regular. I have been known to go beast on a nigga. but i've never harm a soul who didn't try to harm me! But how do i get back at the state for kidnapping me and destroying my family... The once athlete/gangsta turn hustler who transition into a family man and a great father. Who is now, a deep dark lost soul with a heart of rage & diabolical thoughts without an outlet outside of this tuna can of cell. Well the state was supposed to protect me, protect my family but instead. Because I refuse to become the DA's snitch bitch, I get railroaded to be executed for being what I was groomed to be, a real nigga! Dont punish me because I did what you couldnt do as a kid and not snitch on other kids. Do you hear tha hurt in my tone, the pain in my words? My mom & G-mom pasted recently without seeing their innocent son freed, my babies has graduated college and gone on to have babies without me. Thirsty for retaliation against the state fills every micro- fibers that dwells through my cells throughout my body. Can anybody hear the beast battle cry for help. I've been abandonned disscarded and even used as a political tool. For a nigga that bang 30s all over the world this is the thanks I get locked in a box with the key thrown in the
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the death penalty in this State, has created and
environment of fear that has enslaved tounges,
killed spirits, and has scared the living streets
out of the selfproclaimed realest.
The overall take away from this work, ecposes that
each contributor is a true example that true unity
is still achievable within our own community, no
matter where we are, and that only real niggaz can
step up to the vent and provide fresh circualtions
of air, by having the courage to speak into a
situation, that portion, of reality, that some would
rather pretend doesn't exist, or, simply pass off
as being nothing but a bunch of godamn noise.
-Sniper Azande Xzyzst
Master of Ceremonies
Silence gives consent
(Terrence Crutcher)
1 of 1
Peace, Ju
anyone to use our own shield's and spear'z against us, not even
our own hearts, your leadership is required, along with the
rest of us.
W/R Sugar Raylon - New Generation Rising!
(Stanley Tookie Williams) 2 of 2
ROOT OF THE MATTER
"Struggle" typifies a thousand branches
jutting from one tree,
Each limb an "ism"
Deriving from one seed.
Racism
Sexism
Fascism
Capitalism
A thousand and one "ism's"
Propagate like a plague
Complicit are those
Who allow them to spread.
Purge or be ruined
Uproot
Fertilize
Plant anew!
(©) Tim Young
Tim.Young F23374
S.Q.S.P.
San Quentin, Ca.94974 (Kieth Scott) 1 of 1
The resolution of power
It seems everyday, another unarmed black man is gunned down
by the police. And everday, someone picks up a mic, or get
online and rant about the injustice going on, but wheres the
change? The bibble says: "Faith without works is dead",
and I agree; "Protest without action is dead". You can march
all you want, you can riot and loot, boycot, or even take a
knee, but then what? Wheres the follow up? Wheres the action?
Though I do admire those who want to do things to start a
"conversation", my question is, how much "conversation" are
you going to have before you actually get up and do
something? Let me be clear, when I say do something, I
dont mean violence. I know some want to "fight fire with
fire", but that won't cause anything but more of what
we're mad about.
I truly believe nothing will change until we as a people
are ready to start putting action into faith, instead of
believing, or having faith that if we can start a
"conversation" with the police, they'll, all of a sudden,
start to hear us.
I think we should become the cops, we should become the
Mayor's and Govenor's, we, need to, as a community, come
together and make sure our children get the education
they need so that they can gain those positions of power.
Will it be easy? No. Will it be fast? Not as quick as we'd
like, but, will it work? Yes! It will work, but it's up to
us todo it, the police wont, the government wont, the
president wont, but we will. It's time to beat the
oppressors at their own game, it's time for us to take
the power, and I'm willing to do the work, are you?
By: BatMan
(Treyvon Martin)
1 of 1
THE VENT (Epilogue)
It's good to see more people from all walks of life in
outter society contribute their voices, resources and
skillsets to the movement against the crisis of
militarized police terrorist killings of Black people,
in the streets of America.
While recognizing laws associated with free speech,
and laws against incarcerating people without adequate
ventilation systems, we became interested in displaying
what a new generation of California's Death Row's
population of rhyme slingers, and ink spillers, had
to say about this issue.
Michael,
Blessed one, we send our'z to you and the fam, and we talked about your
powerful words because most people in "The Struggle" dont realize that there
is another struggle going on within the hearts of those of us outhere in
street tibal warfare.
Bro, eve I questioned my own positive youth development work when I learned
that two Black, and biological Brothers, not older than 23 years old, killed
my dad in front of a store, he was 63 years old.
How could I continue to spill ink on behalf of a generation of youth that
just stomped, and kicked the brains of my hero out his scull? Man, fuck
them niggaz.
Im not Jesus, so forgiveness, and forgetfulness is not my position on the
issue of black on black crime, Black Lives what?
However, like your niece, my hero loved deeply, and demanded the reales
from society.
So, what real? We sometimes forget that African's had shield's and spear's
long before enslavers set foot on the Continent, and they used them for
more than just hunting for food, and protection from wild animals.
Si, if no manner of tribal warfare constituted an excuse for others to
enslave, rape, and murder us in or near to 1619, then it must not be, and
cannot be used against us today; for there will always be tribal conflict
in our community.
(Dante Parker)
1 of 2
Sear's & Shield's (cont.)
We grieve with you out of love and respect, yet, in our past life, even
we was enemies to eachother, and we are the only reason I just wrote the
word, "was".
I want to bless you with the following words that helped me regain my
ballance and continue this work, and pray that these words help you to
struggle the concept of continuing not your amazing work.
"The search for security in conditions of
oppression, the quest for personal harmony
in circumstances of social violence, or
the wish for private success at the cost
of betraying collective aspirations, require
little originality, and risk, because such
efforts accept the status quo of oppression
as immutable. Freedom requires new courage,
new vision, and new commitments. The
dehumanizing master without must be killed,
at least psychologically, just as the
slumberingslave within must be ejected.
Neither can occur without willed, organized
action. Both entail risking a psychological
crisis and even physical death. For then
and only then can a given generation of the
oppresses effect change and reclaim their
history."
-Frantz Fanon
A Beautiful Day!
Raylon & Comrade Bird September 11, 2016
Peace & Gods blessings Be upon your first and most important I extend my respects
to both you brothers. I keep yall as well as you alls kin in my prayers. It is
my hope 2 sticc around and maintain but you both know the nature of our
surroundings, I'll try 2 make it bacc 2 (5yard). The situation with comrade Ray
has been resolved and we have been cleared to be bacc on yard 2gether so that
should not be a problem...
Bro Im heart broken my writing spirit has been crushed last year while
I was housed in a/c, my eldest niece was killed in some gangbangging
shit. Bird you remember her I used to show you all her pictures.
Well she got caught up homie she was gang bangging (Hoover) she got
caught up in a murder & the dudes got bacc., taking her & her baby Daddy.
Devastated me & my family. I've tried to write on some positive
Blck unity & Im lost homie. My thoughts are (evil) white & plane. I hope
2 find my way bout right now my spirit aint in it. I still laugh & clown
Im still the same wiz but somewhere deep lies an uglyness & its blocking my
shine... On the real Raylon / Bird yall both know how much I use to pray
its been a minute since my forehead touch the ground. Im angry, shit
homie I quit smoking weed... I cant even enjoy being high because of my
memories...
In the mean time I got a lil work out routine. I dont do it to work the hate/
anger out. I do it to give the hate & anger something to hold on to. Its
crazy Im 40 been on Death Row 20 years my niece 19, been on earth
19 years & gone but Im still here. Got to be a reason but its over my
head...
As I opened comrades I shall close Peace & Gods blessing be upon you
I extend my respects to both you brothers. Peace to all the Lavells growing
in the Hoods (Lavell killed 4 Oakland pigs) Sincerely with honor & love
Mr. Michael Lamar Bramit aka Narmir
(Larry Davis)
Bill
No Man's Land (cont.)
eastbay sea. Blood I didn't sign up for this. A man with
no country, no family, no friends, no hood, no specific
stimulate love for nothing! This all stems from not becoming
a worthless snitch. Can't respect it, but I understand it,
how the once rightous jumpship, but not I! Thank you for
leaning me your ear si i can vent.
The face of a nomadic in a no-man's-land
ONE
Big Rock
(Gavin Long)
2 of 2
How do we console our parents, when it's
apparent that our every declarant will remain
unacknowledged, while our children acknowledge
their own mortality, what reality can we boast of,
what pride shall raise our chin, when the
very color of our skin is an accusation that
not even our wildest imagination would accept
as an association with sin, my mirror dont lie,
so the pain dont subside, when the reflection of
the image that I see, staring back at me,
mean mugs me with the recognition that I will more than
likely die, at the hands of curruption and deceit,
from the inner city police, leaving more mothers
to reach, for the bucket and bleach, that they keep
benieth the kitchen sink that they mix with tears
as they clean the concrete of another brotha's blood,
scrubbing and scourring with strength that
remains from the love that we feel for our fallen son's,
trying to wash the pain away, because no matter what,
the inner city children still need somewhere to play,
in the inner city
-Negasi Kamara
(Squabbles)
8.20.16
(Ezell Ford)
2 of 2
No-Man's-Land (LaQuan McDonald)
Coming from outta the 30s with an mentality of a beast. To be
loyal to the streets, loyal to my family, tru to myself and
to never become a snitch! I've banged, slanged, hustled,
traveled the world over on a regular. I have been known to
go beast on a nigga. but i've never harm a soul who didn't try
to harm me! But how do i get back at the state for kidnapping
me and destroying my family... The once athlete/gangsta turn
hustler who transition into a family man and a great father.
Who is now, a deep dark lost soul with a heart of rage &
diabolical thoughts without an outlet outside of this tuna can
of cell. Well the state was supposed to protect me, protect
my family but instead. Because I refuse to become the DA's
snitch bitch, I get railroaded to be executed for being what
I was groomed to be, a real nigga! Dont punish me because I
did what you couldnt do as a kid and not snitch on other kids.
Do you hear tha hurt in my tone, the pain in my words? My mom &
G-mom pasted recently without seeing their innocent son freed,
my babies has graduated college and gone on to have babies
without me.
Thirsty for retaliation against the state fills every micro-
fibers that dwells through my cells throughout my body.
Can anybody hear the beast battle cry for help. I've been
abandonned disscarded and even used as a political tool.
For a nigga that bang 30s all over the world this is the
thanks I get locked in a box with the key thrown in the