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.
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
Tupac and Hughes
2. A poem usually doesn't have limit imagination like video. Readerspetty much have their own interpretations about the poem. Although I didnot full understand the poem when I read the 1st time but I did havesome images in my mind after I read it several times. It might not asclear as the video but it has own images or colors. Time lines in thevideo of the man who got killed later on pretty much describe youngpeople who live in the Ghetto BUT left out important element of poem,the grandmother that who took care him. The poem described the issuesthat occur in his time and sadly still happen in some area of US. A lotof children who grew up with their grand mother because of single parenthave finance issues. Parent will leave their to children to theirgrandparents because either the mother or father need to work in orderto support the family or one in jail or have problems like substanceabuse.
3. "We out of the projects, jumped into another form of slavery" meansslavery still exists in the society just in different ways. It is notjust the color issue that simple in Tupac's poem. It is the side affectof racism after so long period of time. Color people get treat morerespect if compare to 1900's. But look at the reality the importantdecision maker are still mostly white. Just ask how many congress menare black or Asian. People in the ghetto did not get as much educationas others. Some of them lose in life because of drug abuse, violence,and alcohol, etc. They became slave of drug and alcohol because ofaddiction.
4. The tone is different between Tupac's "In the Event of My Demise"and Hughes' "Night Funeral in Harlem." The "Night Funeral in Harlem"sounds much sorrow. We can feel the sadness in the air of poem when hedescribed, "Shined just like a tear-that boy that they was mournin.'" Ifeel sorry about the boy who died so young in the poem. He seems a goodperson to me because his friend brought him satin box, flowers, pay fivedollars for the funeral and cried for his death. On the other hand, "Inthe Event of My Demise" you can hear Tupac's strength, standard andprinciples. He doesn't afraid of death. He mentioned that he will diefor his principles. He wanted to be died with density. He used poem andvideo to describe the issues in the society. He discovered issues thatsuppose to get much more attention they suppose to be. I would like tosay that I am very much agree with his points and like his ideas a lotif just base on this poem. However, I always have this question in mymind before did musicians really say what they believe or just want tobe fame like those rappers in general. A lot of them thanked god duringtheir speech in music awards but later you found out they do drug orother illegal stuffs which I do not understand since I came from anothercountry. I do not ready full understand the "culture" of the music.
5. Blue music is a powerful tells-all vehicle of emotion, evident in itslyrics as well as repetitive patterns. Anthems of blue music mostchronicle the sorrow, pain and struggles of people have. We candefinitely feel sorrow in Hughes' poem base on his tone and events thathe described that reflect the issues occurred in the specific period oftime We can also see the patterns in Hughes that appear in blue musiclike line 6 and 7, 11 and 16, 19 and 20, 25 to 28 that show important ofline and will make readers feel more sorry.
2 comments:
Hi Jin,
I do agree with you point on how some artist do not carry out a "pure lifestyle", but then they thank god for thier gift or craft. The only thing that I think I can say in Tupac's case is that, he clearly always expressed that he doesn't want to be viewed as a role model, but just a person living life and expressing himself. In that respect, I guess he accepts the fact that he knows he does not live a "righteous" life, but he just wants to tell his story. I do agree with you on the fact that some artist (especially rappers) refer to God/Creator for thier talent. It may be possible that they do know they are living in sin, but just want to recognize him...not sure myself...
Hi Jin,
I agree with you on questions #2 that video leaves no room for imagination, its shows us mostly action, but not rich world of feelings. The lyrics on the other hand describe the author thoughts, feeling, point of view on particular topic, but action and examples of this in real life is all our imagination.
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