Flavor
Have you ever sat and listened to the rhythms of a hip-hop album? An Album Like “Awaken, My Love!”, “The Water (s)”, “Wave[s]”, “Pieces of a Man”, or “Tetsuo and Youth”, “Food and Liquor”, “Kids see Ghost”, “Indicud”, or “ Man on the Moon.”
The rifts of soul.
The tender percussion of Blues
or the crisp bars of Jazz.
An unequivocal
cool
An almost dispassionate delivery
only to paint the picture clearly.
An enduring and sobering taste
Reality.
The pain of negro spirituals
The joy of praise dances
and heat of summer block parties.
A thumping and thudding
of hoods far and wide.
Struggle known to any that share that
DNA-uniform
Celebration of Family first
Dream chasing and Childhood Rebellion
If you Love hip hop
if you love that bitter
bittersweet
taste of triumph
In spite of
Praise
In spite of
GLORY
In spite of
Struggle, pain, sorrow,
In spite of
Circumstance
Only this flavor could express such things.
