Back in 2014 I experienced an internship at a hospice and I met this old lady who suffered from lung cancer. She spent her whole life working and studying. Everything she had left was her cat and one friend. One evening, we had a very long conversation about priorities and in that night she taught me that it’s about what I want and how I feel good and not about what anyone is expecting. She taught me how important I am myself and that there’s no one or anybody who’s any more important in my life. I asked her if it was her decision to end up as lonely as she was on that point of time. She said she didn’t decide to be lonely, but for that very short moment she made all of her decisions she felt alright. She was good. And happy. And that’s everything that counts. She told me not to worry about what could be one day. She taught me that everything I should worry about is how I feel right now.
This conversation changed me. It changed my whole mind. It made me start to stop cutting and hurting myself. This lady is surely not alive anymore, but I can proudly say that she gained a friend before her death. Or at least she gained someone, who’s always gonna remember her. And I wanted to spread her legacy. Her wisdom. I hope you can find a sense for your life out of this short story.
May this awesome woman rest in the most beautiful place in paradise GOD could find for her.
The waves sway like uncle at a reggae dance Side to side My uncle glides Rocking his body to the beat As everyones eyes follow his sway Uncle rockaway. His body eases to the music Then he grabs aunties waist They float across the dance floor Making everlasting memories Smiling into eachothers eyes That’s how loves meant to be He gives her a peck on her warm soft cheek Then takes her hand so they can take a seat. His loose silk shirt lightly blows in the breeze As his little plaits jump to the beat. The next day we got news he had past away Pain hit me like a truck or a train Heart burned like I was inflamed Eyes watered like I was engulfed by a tsnami This cant be! My heart got heavy as they filled his hole My mind went blank As I watched him float Like a feather on air. Uncle rock away like a boat afloat Uncle rock away to the sound of calypso. Fly uncle fly My angel in the sky Rockaby uncle on a cloud top Uncle don’t drop My love wont stop. Sway uncle sway Wave uncle wave Uncle’s so slick His memory will stay.
It doesn’t even matter how many parodies or comedies, or jokes there are, of the way you rap, your lyrics, or songs— that just means you’ve left a legacy; a true imprint on the world of hiphop and rap. You said you wanted to be a legend, and here you are. Your music will never be forgotten, and your tenacity, although imitated, will never be duplicated. Rest in paradise, OG. The struggle is over.
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