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A Place Within

A Place Within
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I have always had a deep appreciation for Tupac Shakur’s music.  He was a street poet; a young brother whose life was taken way too early yet the music he left behind has so much impact on black America.  I know there are a few songs that people may not be too fond of due to his choice of words but I do believe that he was a young man who meant well and wanted to do well; he simply got caught up in the game of life.  Below is a quote from his hit single “thugz mansion” which was also on Nas’ album and you can also find an acoustic version on the web, its pretty dope.

A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind
So much pressure in this life of mine, I cry at times
I once contemplated suicide, and woulda tried
But when I held that 9, all I could see was my momma’s eyes
No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble”

I have been jamming to this song for the past three weeks because I felt like my book needs a piece similar to it.  After all, we all have a special place where we call home, a place where we’re at peace and everything seems ok.  A place where there must be a wonderful morning somewhere, a dawn lit by justice and judgment is fair, a special place where a helping hand is always held out and an ear that will listen, stands poised and devout.  A place you can go when your heart needs attending, a place where a spirit gets healing and mending, a place where loves fire burns bright day and night and in from the cold you may warm by its light.

There must be a wonderful evening somewhere where the sun finally sets on pain and despair, where the coming of night is not filled with grief and comforting sleep brings you joyful relief. A place where the sunset is apt to reflect a day without malice, without disrespect, a place where the only tears shed, are for joy and a heart is not battered and bounced like a toy.

Lionel Ritchie said it best when he wrote for the Commodores in Zoom Ohh zoom, I’d like to fly far away from here. Where my mind is fresh and clear…”

There must be a wonderful day somewhere in a place filled with love and a great need to care, a place where the burdens of conflict are lifted where love is a skill and all lovers are gifted.  Where daily are spoken the words that support and every mistake is not met with retort, a place where the land has not soaked up the blood where honor and truth are not cast in the mud. A Place where the children are not left alone, where Sisters and Brothers may come to atone, where homeless and helpless don’t cower in fright, where the hearts and the minds of the world can unite.

So you set on a journey to seek out this land with compass and map (se pa Haiti non lol) and a vision so grand to find peace and comfort in a world that’s so new where waters are crystal and skies are so blue. With showers that cleanse and winds that refresh, where the spirit is fed and not just the flesh, but search as you may, what you’ll find to be true that it cannot be found, till it’s found within you.

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  • haitianqueen
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    Love it, glad your back with your WORDS

  • bleujjay
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    I’m in very strong like with this piece :)
    It reminds of everything hopeful when life seems to only spew out sadness…
    Hope for joy, empathy, care, happiness, freedom, peace, LOVE… Utopia :)

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