Hip Hop the ways of life

Hello beautiful people. Today i decided to talk about something that genuinely bothers me personally, and that is our community’s opinion of hip hop.Over the years, the subject matter inherent in gangsta rap, a subgenre of hip hop music with themes and lyrics based on the “thug” or “gangsta” lifestyle has caused a great deal of controversy. Criticism has come from both left wing and right wing commentators, as well as religious leaders, who have accused the genre of promoting crime, serial killing, murder, violence, profanity, sex addiction, homophobia, racism, promiscuity, misogyny, rape, street gangs, disorderly conduct, drive-by shootings, vandalism, thievery, driving under the influence, drug dealing, alcoh...

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Saruhara na Ngarama (A Rwanda Tale)

In the years before the colonization of Rwanda when nature was still in its full moods,when the king received “amaturo” and ”amakoro” from his folk,in the land of a thousand hills a winged death spread its wings on the top of the road that led to ingoro (the palace)with all the birds under its feathers they all served it with all their hearts, the creature was “SARUHARA RWANKOMOKOMO”the king of all birds. When the season came for people to present their first harvest to his majesty, the road through the jungle where the monster dwelt was full of people burdened with the gifts from their farms and Fields. The great bird could rise mount its wings and all the people ran back leaving their gifts for the bird to e...

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I will wait for my love.

I will stay here out side. wait for your call, for your car or email. here where the rain drops are falling on my feet, Its so cold but i will wait. Am ready for winter and summer to shake hands, ready for the flowers to blossom.Am ready for my hair to turn Grey as i push this rocking chair on the wall.your portrait is on my door, an ink on the thresh hold and scrolls in my hand. I can only hear the screaming of this feather falling wearing from the bumpy holes on this old parchment, as I write every single moment we had.my mind is all around,but my spirit lays here waiting for the day the sun to rise above the horizon. when i realize that one day i will wake up and find you in my house, i get carried way and ...

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A messy world painted in love

The truth of the best world for us all lays in One’s perception and belief of the best. Sexism, feminism, LGBTQ, Democracy, Islamic state, Rape the list is endless but the comments about these subject leaves every man in the sea of the global ideas that can’t be fused in One universal truth. The differences of our personalties and temperaments makes this world a great album with different photos that look great in the eyes of the creator. But on the other hand these different ideas boost in creating a messy world for those that have imparted them in their heart and glorify them. Several killing have been done in the name of fighting guys, poor politicians beheaded, racism insults and all the manifestation of i...

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Cry away your pain to success

We are all suppressed by the feeling of losing and giving up pops out of every window we try to open, the average person can’t count the lows and high steep mountain climbed everyday. its sometimes harder than we can bare so we put our heads in the legs and let the tears flow. But is this the best we can do? I hereby suggest a new way of emotional crying that brings joy to the striving soul. its not the best idea to hide our feelings but then should we cry the tears that cools our morale, No. I believe it’s the wisest choice for every man on his way to success when faced with barriers, Crying away the pain to success does not only relieve your emotional state but it propels you to success. Next time let your...

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"WHY WAIT ANY LONGER"

Recently I was watching a Ugandan comedy and she was telling her story. She said she was walking on the street and A man out of the blue came and said to her “are you going to take my number or you are going to let your future pass by”.Like this comedian most of us have given a deaf ear to the calling, we’ve seen our future fade in our eyes we gave in to the phobia and fall in the old pit.We sing a lullaby to our inner feeling, blow the candle and let our powers and abilities run in a maze trying to find their way out to us but we’ve got no space for them . When we let our bodies lay as the sun dies out in the west. We enjoy the show. I speaking out for the multitudes struggling to cross the line of. You, ro...

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