Tuesday 2 September 2008

Who Will Help?

If eyes cried on the inside, i'd be 90% water, and my soul would drowned in a sea of mysery.

Who will help? Will you help? Someone please.

In my younger days, when the beef was on, we'd swing it out. Someone left with a bruised ego, and a burst lip - BUT YOU BOTH LEFT.

Now its all change, not one punch is thrown, just weapons. One persons runs away swiftly, and one person doesn't.
Fights over post codes destroy lifes.

Post Codes?
WHAT THE FUCK?
Which one of you YOUNG BLACK MALES owns a fucking piece of land in London? Furthermore, which one of your parents owns a piece of land in London?
Many black parents don't even own the property you live in, nor do they have a mortgage on it, NOR DO YOU PAY RENT.

He stepped on my crep, so i'm gonna dun his life.
He told me to put out a cigarette so i blazed him.
He DISRESPECTED ME........


We're all made in the image of our ancestors, and they are responsible for our prescence on earth right?
As black people we are linked. So when did the change occur that made it acceptable for us play GOD and wipe each other of the face of the earth over nothing?

And when did it become acceptable to witness such things and NOT intervene. What happened to communal responsibility?

Doesn't it take a village to raise a child?
When did the village catch fire and the adults leave?

Why do you wear your hood down so low, Dont you want to be seen?
Why do you wear all black, Are you expecting a death?
Why do you carry a strap, carry a shank, fly off the handle, call for a murkage, WALK WITH A VICIOUS LOOKING DOG?

Why bruv?

WHY?

are you scared?

Guess what brotha man, i'm scared too.
Scared that the last real BROTHA is gonna get stabbed to death trying to save a NIGGA LIKE 50.

Is this what Martin died for?
Is this what Malcolm died for?
Is this what Bob died for?
Is this what Garvey died for?
Is this what Lennon died for?

THUG LIFE. Maybe its what 2pac died for?

If eyes cried on the inside, my soul would've shipped out with hurricane Katrina.

and who would've helped?

Monday 1 September 2008

and the Lost Generation

Pheeew, life in Britain. Where to begin, where to begin?....

Well, let me start by saying its the only home i've known and where i've grown up, but there came a point in my teenage years when I came to a realisation that there must be more out there than this.

I mean, when I look around at the way my parents, and relatives, and family friends work so hard to provide for their families - they DON'T have enough time for their own well being.
Then all that they earn is taxed, and due to long working hours, they hardly have time for their families for which they are working all the hours God sends.

So the question is, where is the time to raise your children in the UK?
I was fortunate to turn out ok (i.e never turned to the streets for love and affection), went through school, college and am now a graduate.
But not everybody goes through this process.

I also neglected to mention that I was raised with both parents present. Some would see that as an advantage, i say that's debatable, but that's another blog altogether!
But what I was trying to get at is when working all the hours that God sends, where do you find the time between work and weary to raise a family?

I often wonder why so many of our young people are doing allsorts of badness on the streets nowadays. And not just the senseless killings (not that that is a small feat in itself) but also the general bad attitudes, bad habits and lack of common courtesy or respect for each other, elders or authority. I can't sit on the top deck of a bus for apprehension of what torrent of obscenities i'll hear, i.e minors talking about what degrading sexual acts they performed on each other in some public park.

It's unfortunate that the government and media instantly ask questions of the family when one young man kills another, not taking into account that as a parent in today's Britain, you physically cannot be accountable for your child's whereabouts 24/7.
But on the flipside to this, should young people be left to their own devices? What about the extended family (inclusive of friends and neighbours), where are they and would they be willing to chastise a young person that they know on the street?

And some of the attitudes some young children have towards each other, and others from a different background to them...it makes me wonder what they are learning at home.

What they are learning at home?
If at all.

This blog could go on for the foreseeable future but I shall curtail it here with this thought:
Through all the adversity faced by my grandparents, parents and myself in this country - how did we bring about a seemingly lost generation. Where did we go wrong?