October 11, 2007
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Hip-Hop
Framed Poetic Black Fusion By Poet Blackman Preach BC Spoken Word Columnist |
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Hip-Hop images captured & stilled for the worlds view their mug shots are a center piece portrait —with most rappers thinking— the snitch framed them reading exclusive interviews some writers have created a moral panic on their client’s profiled in magazines asking: are rappers the target? is the justice system fair? behind bars they tell their pathetic stories of bad habits: sex, drugs—violence glorified on record magazines post nineteen faces in the trenches awaiting trial to be punished not by their peers but twelve evaluators a jury & the rap artist get sentenced according to their crimes: holding firearms, robberies, murders, rapes, perjury 5 yrs—8 yrs—& lives are accumulated now these enslaved patrons of hip-hop—leave slogans to market their release “get free or die trying” there’s some confusion here the jail system shouldn’t be a boost for the label to sell more records and the beat goes on… the beat goes on radio in heavy rotation rapper get crazy spins in the urban markets promoting beefs and misogyny—their vocals rain supreme as many-many words come across teenage equilibrium in song format that djs scratch derogatory terms back and forth that even a five year old can retain songs like “I’m Locked Up” kids understand it more especially when their brothers in detention & father’s serving eight years for domestic violence & distrubution of powder white operation lockdown is in effect with female rappers—too are almost identical with their cell space the monkey bars are holding their words they’re punished for selling sex—lies in court then—they’ll get a little conscience & see their adversary for who they really are: corporate industry designed to profit & incarcerate all Black and brown … do not quote me see Ms. Barnes piece “off the cuff” & read the depressing media hype with some of hip-hop most celebrated going to places where Larry Pinkney & Huey P. Newton have been for real causes—the people’s struggle & not for the non-sense of seven shots in crowded parties or aggravated assault rappers now sit miles away isolated from fans platinum records & iced out jewelry that could’ve saved residence of New Orleans SUFFERING without revenue or a place to stay these are members of Hip Hop images captured & stilled for the world’s view their mug shots are a center piece portrait --with most rappers thinking— the snitch framed them. The preceeding words are lyrics from the CD Bumpy Tymes BlackCommentator.com Spoken Word Columnist, Poet Blackman Preach (Cedric T. Bolton), is a poet (spoken word artist) and producer, born in Pascagoula, Mississippi and raised in Paterson, New Jersey. Cedric received his Bachelor of Arts degree from Western Washington University and currently resides, with his wife, in Syracuse, New York. He is the Founder of Poetic Black Fusion, a writers' workshop that provides access and opportunities to poets of African Ancestry living in Central New York. He is also the co-founder of Voices Merging, a student-run poetry organization (spoken word) at the University of Minnesota that provides a social outlet for undergraduate students to develop as writers, network and express themselves on stage. He has been writing poetry for 14 years and is published in the Ethnic Student Center's Newsletter at Western Washington University, The Spokesman Recorder, and St. Cloud Times. Click here to contact Blackman Preach. |
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