I was just thinking...

The following is from my brother, Ken10:

I was just thinking...

So many original hip hop cats grew up wanting to 'fight the power' and proclaim "911 is a joke". So many of us had an uncomfortable feeling of pride and power in our stomachs back in the day. So many of us silently grinned when someone's mother would ask us about "Fear of a Black Planet", not sure we fully understood the concept either...So many of us, thought the fact that more than one of our black "heroes" was popped with crack (again), was just a sign of the times... What is so sad, is that we cannot be surprised. That almighty dollar is more addictive to some of us than crack, or heroin. More relevant to more of us than any sense of religion, or spirituality. Some of us would chase green papers before we stop putting poisonous sodas and fast foods into our bodies, because we're "on the run", "on the grind", "on the hustle", and then wonder we we always feel so tired... but that's another email soon come...the idea that Flava' Flav has so quickly fallen from the ranks of one of hip hop's icons, in perhaps the most influential hip hop group of all time... Public Enemy #1!! Public Enemy #1!
And how many laughed, let alone watched???

Are we forced to eat what is being crammed down our throats, or do we have a right to decide what we digest? And yes we are all guilty somehow, somewhere aren't we??? Who's in charge? Who's in charge of us? Individually? Collectively?



I was just thinking...

One Love,

kenton



Another night,
Another child says goodbye,
And another child attempts to hide,
Another child cries,
And another child asks why,
Another child opens wide,
And another child lies,
Another child sleeps outside,
And another child loses her pride,
Another child alone, flies
And another child fights for life,
Another child dies,
And another night passes you by