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.
Saturday, October 27, 2007
Tupac Shakur / Huges
In the fourth stanza, he talks about the importance of grandmothers in ghetto children's lives. He talks about what his grandmother did for him and how grandmothers takes the place of mothers and dead fathers. Today statistics shows that in poor neighbourhoods many of the children are cared for by grandparents, mainly grandmothers. I believe that this song is a true depiction of life in the ghetto.
2. By reading the words of the song, one will think that the video will be much more graphic. While I was reading the words of the song, I imagined images from the ghetto and created pictures in my mind of a mother holding a child, a pregnant lady on drugs and everything I could have imagined the ghetto to be. However, after viewing the video I saw a different picture. The video depicted a young man reflecting on his life. The video started with a young man lying in the street, in a pool of blood, with the EMT coming to his assistance. Then the next scene continued with that said young man, as if his soul was reenacting all the things that he did that day before he was gunned down. We saw scenes of him in the street with his homies, as was mentioned in the words of the song. Also, there were scenes of him with his family. This showed the viewers another side to this young, a softer side. The video focused on this one young man who lived in the ghetto and hung out in the streets. We saw the thug side of him in the street with other guys, and we saw another side of him looking up to the Sky, as if he is asking God to rescue him from the ghetto streets.
On the other hand, by reading the song you will get a more broad view of life in the ghetto for everyone, and not just the ghetto like of one person.
3. The line " We out of the projects, jumped into another form of slavery", means that although many blacks are successful there are still held back by many limitations. Although slavery is abolished and there are laws against discrimination, society still considers blacks to be second class and because of this the black race is not entirely free as our leaders would like us to believe.
4. Although Hughes' and Tupac's poem both relates to death, their portrayal of it is very different. In Hughes' poem, there is a sad tone throughout the poem. He refers to the shinning street lights as tears. He talks about a satin box and flowers that come from the poor boy's friends. There is a constant repetition of "Night funeral in Harlem", which reminds the reader that it is a funeral he is talking about. And then there are the lines "when it was all over", " And the lid shut on his head" , "the organ had done played" and "the last prayers been said", which depicts the end. The emotion I would use to summarize Hughes' pom is "Sad" or "Sorrowful".
On the other hand, Tupac's poem "In the event of my demise", was the opposite to sad. Tupac talked about dying for what be believes in. He talks about what he wants to accomplish before his death and how he love the people who were positive in his death. The word I would use to summarize the emotion behind Tupac's poem is "Stoical".
5. In researching Blues music, I've learnt that this genre of music generally have a somber tone; and lines in the song is usually repeated. I also learnt that this form of music originated within the black race. All of these characteristics is common in Hughes' poem. Lines are repeated and there is a somber tone throughout the poem. Lines 14 to 15 refers to sweet blues, coming from a black man's soul.
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