Just My Thoughts: A Letter to my Brother on his birthday...

Just My Thoughts: A Letter to my Brother on his birthday...: Damian Preston Wright 12/14/1977     Dear Damian, I hope this finds you well. You're on the other side now. I feel you mov...

A Letter to my Brother on his birthday...

Damian Preston Wright

12/14/1977

    Dear Damian, I hope this finds you well. You're on the other side now. I feel you moving in and out of the worlds we cannot see, having fun in your spirit form, finally free. I am well as you know. Taking things day by day. I tried hard to be by your side and I apologize for not reaching you in time to say goodbye. There's a mess back here, as you well know. I can only imagine how you and Grandma are shaking your heads in respects to the petty. Kiss her for me and tell her that I celebrate her peace. I know she guides you. I finished the music project, just like you told me to. I laid it out all on the line too. Hot Beats, hot bars, clever hooks and my truth. The family came together and represented for you in great numbers as you well know. They were there, lifting Mom and Dad towards the healing process. I must admit tho... I am cynical in respects to unity, and I will explain why. 

     We lost our young Cousin Dolphus Johnson Jr. last year, then you, and then Grandma 24 hours after. During every wake, service or gathering that followed, my ears heard whispers of the same phrase and sentiment repeated by almost everyone. 

"We shouldn't wait for someone to die to get together" 

or 

"Don't wait until I'm gone to give me flowers"

or 

"We need to come together and celebrate life as well" 

etc... etc...

So in my eyes... on the heels of this talk, I release an album in your memory. This is the album you told me to make. This is the album I would have not made unless you said, what you said. This is a body of work that celebrates life. So I am having a difficult time with the family that knows this work is quality (as well as my reputation for putting out quality) in your name and not supporting it. It is not like the $5 or $10 dollar purchase is going to put me in a Bentley. Every member of our family could buy 10 copies and that wouldn't happen. It's not about me... It's about principle. 

In my eyes, if you can speak on unity at a funeral, then you should support something positive in the name of that unity. Period end. 

Moving on...

Jasper... the punk bitch that shot you got denied bond yesterday. His charge got upgraded from "Malicious Wounding" to "Murder" although I'm not sure which degree. The attorney said his swagger was arrogant and cocky. I won't be able to look at him and not flip, but you know that. I will celebrate his sentencing with a bottle of something smooth that doesn't burn as it goes down... Mom and Dad are strong, however I must admit, I have never seen them so shaken. I go home now more than ever. And I am on a new mission. Not to "save" the family. But to connect with the members that walk with me in spirit. Your son makes me proud. We are closer than ever as I know you've seen. I see you and me behind his eyes. In the soul he carries are the dreams of the closeness I wanted between you and I. That dream was not in vain, because it has manifested in him.

Have fun up there Bra... I will see you again when it's my turn to rest. 

L. 

Just My Thoughts: The Illusion of Utopia and The Lies of Like.

Just My Thoughts: The Illusion of Utopia and The Lies of Like.: The Illusion of Utopia and The Lies of Like. I don't like her and she doesn't like them/ They don't like us and she ca...

The Illusion of Utopia and The Lies of Like.

The Illusion of Utopia and The Lies of Like.

I don't like her and she doesn't like them/

They don't like us and she can't stand him/

He doesn't like me and I'm not trying to be friends/

Because none of that matters when the day light ends/

Is the enemy of my enemy really my friend?/

Are we all just playing a grown-up game of pretend?/

Where the flesh of my flesh tries to rip away my skin/

Where folks look tough on the outside/ but are cowards within?/


News Flash!!! 

There's no family/ No J-O-B/

No pulpit/ school/ or agency/

No get money click/ no Blood or Crip/

No Sunshine Pussy/ or Mandingo Dick/

No Pastor/ No Actor/ No Exotic Dancer/

No Poet/ No Rapper that has the game mastered/

No Choir/ Messiah/ or Athlete on fire/

That's respected by all/ adored and admired/

The Illusion of Utopia and The Lies of Like.

The Devil told you to reach and when you did he said SIKE!/

He dangled power, status, prestige and position/

Promises of "Easy Living" for the lazy who'd listen/

The same ones who scream "Grind Time" and "Can't Stop The Hustle"/

Are the same who complain about every day struggles/

Ownership, leadership, humility and compassion/

Sweat and hard work are no longer in fashion/

Players but no coaches/

Hard Rocks but no boulders/

Bosses without workers/

Soldiers who don't salute soldiers/


The Illusion of Utopia and the Lies of Like/


News Flash!!!


Poems do not have to rhyme and some spoken words are better without mics/


A thousand nations/

can send a thousand ships/

that each carrying a thousand men/

with each man carrying hate in his heart/

Off to war on the surface of a peaceful Sea/

With orders to kill their enemies when the signal is given/

And those thousand ships/

each carrying a thousand men/

with each man carrying hate in his heart/

will occupy the surface of that peaceful Sea/

starring at their enemies/

Waiting for that signal that gives them permission/

And there they sit...

On the same body of water/

Looking at each other/

Hating one another/

Peacefully waiting for the orders to kill/

Peacefully waiting for the orders to kill/


My point is that the water of the sea is peacful regardless of the discontent between people that share the same space/
We don't have to "like" one another to co-exist/

The world has become less about who gets the job done and more about who doesn't like who/

It is our differences that make us versatile/

The ability to accept, challenge and debate those differences is the path to greatness/ 

The only utopia I know of is not of this Earth/

But we can at least be great while we're here/

Let me be great ~

GB.

Just My Thoughts: "The Police" Public Service Announcement.

Just My Thoughts: "The Police" Public Service Announcement.: "The Police" Public Service Announcement. By The Brodomatics.

Just My Thoughts: In the Lab With Graffiti Bleu at The Blue Room Stu...

Just My Thoughts: In the Lab With Graffiti Bleu at The Blue Room Stu...: In the Lab  With Graffiti Bleu at The Blue Room Studios.

"The Police" Public Service Announcement.

"The Police" Public Service Announcement.

By The Brodomatics.

In the Lab With Graffiti Bleu at The Blue Room Studios.

In the Lab 

With Graffiti Bleu at The Blue Room Studios.