Tupac Shakur
In the Event of My Demise
In the event of my Demise
when my heart can beat no more
I Hope I Die
For A Principleor A
Belief that I had Lived 4
I will die Before My Time
Because I feel the shadow's Depth
so much I wanted 2 accomplish
before I reached my Death
I have come 2 grips
with the possibility
and wiped the last tear from my eyes
I Loved All who were Positive
In the event of my Demise
Langston Hughes Poetry
"Night Funeral in Harlem "
Night funeral
In Harlem:
Where did they get
Them two fine cars?
Insurance man, he did not pay--
His insurance lapsed the other day--
Yet they got a satin box
for his head to lay.
Night funeral
In Harlem:
Who was it sent
That wreath of flowers?
Them flowers came
from that poor boy's friends--
They'll want flowers, too,
When they meet their ends.
Night funeral
in Harlem:
Who preached that
Black boy to his grave?
Old preacher man
Preached that boy away--
Charged Five Dollars
His girl friend had to pay.
Night funeral
In Harlem:
When it was all over
And the lid shut on his head
and the organ had done played
and the last prayers been said
and six pallbearers
Carried him out for dead
And off down Lenox Avenue
That long black hearse done sped,
The street light
At his corner
Shined just like a tear--
That boy that they was mournin'
Was so dear, so dear
To them folks that brought the flowers,
To that girl who paid the preacher man--
It was all their tears that made
That poor boy's
Funeral grand.
Night funeral
In Harlem.
Tupac: Ghetto Gospel Lyrics
If I could recollect before my hood dayz
I would sit in bliss and reminis on the good dayz.
I stop and stare at the younger, my heart goes to'em
They stressed and goin under.
We never really went through that Cause we was born
Today things change, it's a shame
They blame it on the youth cause the truth look strange
For them it;s worse, we come from a world that;s cursed
And it hurts.
Cause any day they;ll push the button.
And y;all condemned like malcom x and uncle bob
They died for nothin.
Make the people teary, the world looks dreary
But when you wipe your eyes you see it clearly.
There's no need for you to fear me.
If you take the time to hear me, maybe you can learn to cheer me.
It ain't about black or white, both doin I hope you see the light before it's ruined
My ghetto gospel
It's ok, it's ok, it's ok
My ghetto gospel
Tell me do you see that old lady she ain't sad
Living out a bag, in rags, loving the things she has
Over there see that lady, the cracks got her crazy.
And she's gonna give birth to a baby?
I shouldnt let it phase me.
We out of the projects
Jumped into another form of slavery.
And even now I get discouraged.
I wonder if its tooken all back will I still keep the courage.
I refuse to be a role model.
I keep control on the hoes and take out my old bottle.
I make mistakes, I learn from everyone.
And when its said and done, ill be called a better one.
If I strecth you dont stretch.
Never forget, god is gonna finish with me yet.
I feel his hands on my brain.
When I write ryhmes, i go blind, and let the lord do this thing. But am I any less holy, I
choose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homies
And then world peace, we tried and failed
Now there's war in the streets
My ghetto gospel
I remember grandmas hands use to hold me
Mold me, I never forget the things she told me
Brothas a butt, and played the big shot
But you know grannys are the only other thing lil ghetto kids got.
Mom's work, and pop's burried.
Drop me off at granny's, left without a heart cause she's worried
And ghetto grannys are like books.
We got some many crooks, so many granny's gettin shook.
And gettin trapped in a nursing home.
Times is hard, and even worse alone
And how could you be so cold,
Youll get your turn, as soon as you turn old.
All they ask of every person,
Is for a brotha to figure whats on his mind when he's cursin.
9 out of 10 youll find them problems.
Time to take listen and see what you can do to solve them. Cause every body needs a little help
On the way of relying on ones self.
And think about it, why 2pac hit you with a little ghetto gospel My ghetto gospel
I wake up stone cold gangsta main
See ya gave me ghetto gospel, i thank you main
Use to roll in the back and do drugs a lot.
Now im bangin the tracks, slangin ryhmes I got.
In this world of greed tryin to succeed on my beliefs.
Now I lay me down to sleep, lord can you hear me speak.
Can you forgive me for my sins
If I had it all to do again, id still play to win I hope the lord can understand me.
A mans gotta do what he can for his family.
And pay the price of being hellbound.
But i ratha see hell later than see hell now.
And the devil aint got nothin on the president.
Cut back and keep us trapped in our residence.
And be like animals in cages.
We can rant and rave about slavery for ages.
Or we can stop makin awful
And hitem with a lil ghetto gospel My ghetto gospel.
Hughes "Weary Blues"
1 Droning a drowsy syncopated tune,
2 Rocking back and forth to a mellow croon,
3 I heard a Negro play.
4 Down on Lenox Avenue the other night
5 By the pale dull pallor of an old gas light
6 He did a lazy sway ....
7 He did a lazy sway ....
8 To the tune o' those Weary Blues.
9 With his ebony hands on each ivory key
10 He made that poor piano moan with melody.
11 O Blues!
12 Swaying to and fro on his rickety stool
13 He played that sad raggy tune like a musical fool.
14 Sweet Blues!
15 Coming from a black man's soul.
16 O Blues!
17 In a deep song voice with a melancholy tone
18 I heard that Negro sing, that old piano moan--
19 "Ain't got nobody in all this world,
20 Ain't got nobody but ma self.
21 I's gwine to quit ma frownin'
22 And put ma troubles on the shelf."
23 Thump, thump, thump, went his foot on the floor.
24 He played a few chords then he sang some more--
25 "I got the Weary Blues
26 And I can't be satisfied.
27 Got the Weary Blues
28 And can't be satisfied--
29 I ain't happy no mo'
30 And I wish that I had died."
31 And far into the night he crooned that tune.
32 The stars went out and so did the moon.
33 The singer stopped playing and went to bed
34 While the Weary Blues echoed through his head.
35 He slept like a rock or a man that's dead.
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
shakur?hughes poetry
Shakur concludes with questions-prayers to God. Asking for understanding and forgiveness he then preaches to the living. “We can rant and rave about slavery for ages or we can stop making awful and hitem with al ghetto gospel.” This is one of the many reasons why Tupac Shakur is often regarded by millions to be a prophet.
2.Having read the lyrics before seeing the video, I imagined something very different from what I saw. The video begins with a murder and than moves to about a 24 hours period before the drive-by. It ends with the subject witnessing his mother at the funeral proceedings as a ghost and it seems that the video focuses too much on this one young man where the lyrics seem to embody the struggles of all that live in the grip of ghetto life. The video doesn’t really accurately depict the grandmother raising the grandchildren in a single mother household. Doesn’t really spell-out the positive side of a grandparent’s role for such a family situation. Ghetto life in the video seems to be more about teenage kids selling drugs and hanging out and living a life that doesn’t seem very impoverished other than the setting. The only problem with, is that such a life often ends with death. Another issue is that life seems to be rundown, but everyone is dressed well and appears to be doing ok, at least financially. The impression you get from reading the e lyrics gives you a different image of the people involved in the day-to-day struggle.
3.”We out of the projects/Jumped into another form of slavery” means that living in the projects often feels like a slave colony with the residents serving a brutal system. It is important to understand that saying “We out of”. Is slang for saying “we are from”. The slavery is lived in the projects includes young mothers to be addicted to the crack the homeless bag ladies and grandmother’s who the one’s that raise children. This grandmother’s are regularly attacked by crucks who lives in the projects they bit them and still their money and buy drugs. The grandmother’s are usually left alone when they got old they end up in nursing homes. Tupac has own memory’s of his grandmother who took cares of him while his mother worked. His grandmother though him everything he knows.
Other grandmothers took cars of their grandchildren too. Because is that only way raise children in the ghetto. The young mother usually works living and young fathers are usually dead or in prison. The children don’t have any education except what their grandmother’s provide. “And ghetto granny’s are like books” In the poem Tupac is urging his listeners to tried to solve their problems of their ghetto slavery. To help everything to be responsible.
4. Yes , is seems that there are many differences from Langston Hughes approach to death from Tupac Shakur’s .” Night Funeral in Harlem” speaks of a funeral procession done properly, almost lavishly for someone who is mourned by friends and family. And what made the funeral truly grand, were the tears shed in homage of the deceased. Tupac also speaks of tears twice in his poem and in the video his mother is wearing all black and is crying at what appears to be the young man’s funeral or wake . The mother is properly dressed for occasion and appears alone and very sad. Other than this, there is little that indicates a funeral or wake is taking place. It doesn’t seem like the mother has much support in any of this, there is no presence of flowers, or a preacher, hearse, etc. There is also not much love shown for the young “fallen warrior” by anyone other than his mother. In Tupac’s poem, he speaks of death from a first person’s point of view where in Hughes’ poem he is speaking of another man’s funeral. The emotion I would use to describe “Night Funeral in Harlem” would be love. The proper funeral was grand not because of superficial reasons, but because of the tears that were shed for this man who was “so dear”. In the case of the funeral in the video the strongest emotions I have considers of the mother of the dead boy here pain is to deep and I feel sorry for her because their is only her chilled. She appears not to have any family or any support by friends and she appears that she would be unable forgot her pain.
5. “Blue is a vocal and instrumental form of music based on the use the of the blue notes and a repetitive pattern that most often follows a twelve-bar structure”.
http:en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blues. It comes from African-American communities from spiritual work songs. There were no separation between “blues” and “country” music. In Hughes poem “night Funeral in Harlem’ I see he is telling about night funeral which he is saying story about death of young man so Hughes poem and blues have lot of similarity.
1 comment:
Hi Ismeta,
I agree with you that before watching the video, I have different images in my mind too after read the poetry. I guess different readers have their own interpretation about it. The video did not describe the whole
picture of the poem. Like you said, the video left out of grandmother part that describe in the poem. It is not just a poem that simple. It described the issues that occur in Tupac's time and sadly still happen in some area of US. A lot of children who grew up with their grandmother because of single parent have finance issues. Parent will leave
their to children to their grandparents because either mother or father need to work in order to support the family or one in jail or have problems like substance abuse. However, I have question why the video did not include the grand mother part. Is it just reality? Some of singers would not able to keep their principles in the music industry,they did not make the music they want to do or have video they want because of business decision that limit of length of video.
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