I used to wonder whether I might disintegrate if that part of me disappeared,
I wondered whether, if I’d moved on to another lifestyle, culture or comfort,
If I would tell myself that I didn’t have a heart to break.
But the smallest paper cut had a greater effect than I would realise
One small seed lead to my true love and affection for a music that would one day define most of those around me.
Not me, I am defined by nothing more than words that form lyrics, poetry, rhymes, letters. My life revolves around synonyms and antonyms and conjunctions and auxiliary verbs and adjectives…
But the life of beats and wonders of melodies belong to each and every person I have grown to love.
Could I ever have the strength to repress the undivided passion and love for Hip Hop that the ones I love possess?
There was a time when I thought I could.
I took two steps back and watched as the other world consumed me, the world with no music and no culture and no passion, the world in which I thought I could blend.
The way I see it, Hip Hop and what it stands for teaches every being to be three things;
unique,
passionate about life,
and to have faith
in one culture that has the ability to bring us all together in something that can only be described as a celebration!
Who was I to repress my inner dancer, or my inner Emcee. What right do I have to silence my inner DJ? Creativity is a gift from the heavens. Hip Hop is the platform on which we have to showcase our passions together.
Fall in love with Hip Hop again, and you’ll understand.
