I hadn’t traveled the world
I never really cared
I don’t even have a passport
What did I need to see the world for
I could barely see tomorrow coming
For today and yesterday
Left me stuck emotionally
So traveling wasn’t alarming
I wasn’t a foodie
At different, fancy restaurants you wouldn’t find me
I barely had an appetite
Full of emotional discomfort in my life
I was busy trying to figure it out
I wanted to figure it all out
Just what it all meant
Just what it meant
Me and love
And every last one of y’all
That played your part
That broked my already shattered heart
I was looking in the mirror of me
I wanted to see if I could see
Everything he thought I could be
And everything he said lacked about me
Was he right
Was he wrong
Why for some guys I just wasn’t enough
I wasn’t at the mall every week
I didn’t care about fashion
It was all masquerade to me
Dressing up and dressing over the you
I always thought it was something you were hiding
When they dressed so cool
But what do I know
Who cares what I think
You can find me in a book
Trying to see what is real
I had a dream like Mr King
But it was all about love
And what I want to happen to me
We would connect on vulnerability
We would be completely authentic indeed
No shows and no charades
I just wanted to see straight through you
So don’t bring any shades
I wanted a love so real
A love based on the soul of me
And how I made you feel
I use to be intimidated by your world
It always seemed so fancy
Seems like you’ve seen all of earth
And I had relocated some
But I was just trying to find me
You know running in the dark
Looking for the sun
I began to eat from the tree of truth
I began to travel every part of me
I learned what it meant to look in the mirror and say
I love you
But I wanted to be enough for one
I wanted to be the ultimate one
So what happens when I say
I’m not well traveled
And I never tasted that food before
What happens when all I really have to give is
Baby, let me tell you that it won’t matter to “him” if he loves you. He will have joy in the adventure, find excitement in the simple, and comfort in the love-journey with you.
"14-year-old Parkview High School Freshman, Caleb Christian was concerned about the number of incidents of police abuse in the news. Still, he knew there were many good police officers in various communities, but had no way of figuring out which communities were highly rated and which were not.
So, together with his two older sisters: Parkview High School senior Ima Christian, and Gwinnett School of Math, Science, and Technology sophomore, Asha Christian, they founded a mobile app development company– Pinetart Inc., under which they created a mobile app called Five-O.
Five-O, allows citizens to enter the details of every interaction with a police officer. It also allows them to rate that officer in terms of courtesy and professionalism and provides the ability to enter a short description of what transpired. These details are captured for every county in the United States. Citizen race and age information data is also captured.
Additionally, Five-O allows citizens to store the details of each encounter with law enforcement; this provides convenient access to critical information needed for legal action or commendation.”
Our bond is something that I wouldn’t trade for anything on this earth.
The Interests Behind Taxing & Incarcerating Black Communities
Published on Aug 31, 2014
Professor john a. powell discusses how rural communities benefit economically from the transport of blacks to rural prisons, bringing jobs and population surges that affect their electoral college vote
Daylight. Because I want to love brothas..
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Out & Gay in the Jazz World
Billy Strayhorn (1915-1967) attended high school in Pittsburgh, while studying classical music on the side. His trio played daily on a local radio station, and he wrote a musical for his high school. He also wrote “Lush Life,” a jazz classic, while still a teenager.
At 23 his life changed completely when he met Duke Ellington, who was performing in Pittsburgh in 1938. Ellington was so impressed that he took him into his household, where he lived as part of the family. Strayhorn worked for Ellington for the next 29 years as an arranger, composer, pianist and collaborator until his early death from esophageal cancer. As Ellington described him, “Billy Strayhorn was my right arm, my left arm, all the eyes in the back of my head, my brain waves in his head, and his in mine.”
Strayhorn was openly gay, but his association with Ellington helped protect him from discrimination. Until his death, Strayhorn continued a relationship with his partner, Bill Grove, who was Caucasian; however, they kept separate apartments.
Strayhorn influenced the career of Lena Horne, who recorded many of his songs. Strayhorn’s compositions are known for the bittersweet sentiment and classically infused harmonies that set him apart from Ellington.
Strayhorn to the rescue:
In a dispute over royalties in late 1940, ASCAP forbid its members from broadcasting any of their compositions over the radio. But Ellington, one of ASCAP’S most celebrated composers, needed radio broadcasts to promote record sales, which paid his orchestra’s salaries. Strayhorn rallied to save the day. During a hurried cross-country train ride to join Ellington in Los Angeles, Strayhorn (not an ASCAP member), got almost no sleep for six straight days, writing song after song after song. Strayhorn’s prolific, engaging new works kept the Ellington Orchestra afloat for months. When it was time for a new radio theme (Ellington’s own “Sepia Panorama” was still forbidden on the airwaves), Ellington chose Strayhorn’s “Take the A Train,” premiering it in early 1941. The rest is jazz history.
Queen Latifah (who lives in the Hollywood Hills with her partner Jeanette Jenkins) sings “Lush Life,” written when Strayhorn was a young, unseasoned song writer. Most performers say it’s difficult to sing and sounds like no other song in the standard repertoire.m4m-ethnic-culture.tumblr.com/archive