This song is certainly not for the faint hearted and to listen to this as a mother, hits me hard, hits me hard indeed. But, it expresses much, of what our soldiers, go through and the suffering, that they know that their mama´s go through as well. My son, did not tell me all, that he had done, and that he had experienced in his tour of duty, but he did say, Mama, I did some really bad things, and I saw some really bad things"..his way of asking me his forgiveness... He is haunted, yes, he is haunted. I feel his haunting and his need for redemption, especially from me, but is far to afraid to ask. But, he has it and I hope that he knows it.
So, with tears flowing, from my soul and down my face, son, I love you and I always will, and you have my love and forgiveness for eternity.
It is said, that "living alone is not for the faint hearted," Nor, to be a military mother of two sons, and I am both...a military mother and I live alone... Faint hearted, I have never been, a sensitive soul yes, but that makes one strong... Oh, I cry, yes, indeed, for I have not seen my sons for over 9 years and very little contact with them since they both joined and left... Yet, shedding tears, is what keeps me going, keeps me from being faint hearted... I know one day I will see them again, it is the not knowing when, that is trialsome, that is a heavy burden to carry within your heart... We, as a country, send our young men and woman all around the globe to fight, and to fight what, I say...to fight what!? It is Jesus and others before him and after, that said, "love your enemy," but do we truly have enemies enough to create war and destruction... Or, do we create the enemies, so that we may have war and destruction...our enemies are an illusion, a delusion that destroys the souls of many... Yet, we keep creating "our enemies," we keep sending our young ones off and leaving mothers and wives behind... No, being a military mother is not for the faint hearted... And, I will be damned, if I was not in the streets, fighting against, these wars, that are not wars at all, they are weapons of greed and the stealing of our innocents... So while we are out there fighting to save the lives of innocent black lives...let us also begin to fight for the lives of the innocents of so many colors... The innocents of all these needless wars...when will EVERYONE wake up and do something about it and put and end to it all... All this pointless madness, all the pointless suffering, all the pointless tears, all the pointless death... My heart is not faint, but my heart is broken, and has been broken for over 10 years of missing the young men, who now are men, that I have not seen, nor have spoken with for far too long... So hear the pleading of a mother who has to do her best to remain strong and not to be faint hearted... Not only the mother´s of military sons and daughters, but also for those whom are under our military attack, oh and their suffering is far worse than mine, and I feel for them...I suffer with them... And, may you, also begin to suffer with them, so you may realize that by allowing war to continue, your soul is paying a very high price...
Ooooohhhh, how I loved this song! No better way to kick off this summer, with some Donna Summer lovin´... Nearly every weekend, my two best friends, Terrie and Tammie, and I, would go dancing, dancing till we nearly dropped! When this song, came on, sigh, we knew, it was the "last dance" for the night. A bit of sadness would come over me, for I could have danced until the morning sun. So, this song, brings me, and I hope to many, back so wonderful memories of times that were so great. The decade of the 70´s was a decade of "golden years". We danced, and danced, and danced, some more. How can one be sad with so much dancing and groovin´? I think it is a time to bring back that decade of the 70´s and bring people together dancing to the AWSOME music of 70´s disco...there is nothing else that compares. So, invite some friends over, if you are no longer quarantined, put on some groove sounds, and "shake your groove thang!" Guaranteed to make you smile!!! May the entire world have a beautiful summer and let us make this a summer of new beginnings. Let us bring back a "summer of love." Those in the streets, yes, speak up with Black Lives Matter, but also, add some dance to it. Then that anger can be channeled into happiness, joy and love... Thank you, beautiful, Donna Summer, for bringing to us, some of the most memorable music to have existed. You live on...you still live on Donna.
What a brilliant way of celebrating Summer, with Donna Summer´s sister singing Donna´s songs! She is amazing, there certainly was nobody like Donna, but her sister, wow, she sounds almost just like her. It is incredible. You want to smile, dance, and groove to these sounds and memories of the amazing "Queen of Disco," Donna Summer.
Tupac Shakur, born June 16th, 1971-died September 13th 1996. Wikipedia Tupac Shakur was mainly known for his music as a rap artist. He was also an amazing poet and speaker. His mother Afeni Shakur, was a Black Panther, and had a great influence on Tupac´s career.
Mother of Tupac Shakur, Rest in Power
As the saying goes, "Never forget where you came from." Let's not forget where Tupac Shakur came from, her name is Afeni Shakur- Davis, born Alice Faye Williams on January 22, 1947; she died May 2, 2016.
Ms. Afeni Shakur was a businesswoman, philanthropist, former political activist, and former Black Panther. She was the mother of the late Tupac Shakur...
Tupac's music and philosophy are rooted in the Black Panther Party, Black Nationalism, and liberty. His album 2Pacalypse Now exposed his socially conscious side. On this album, Shakur exposed social injustice, poverty, and police brutality in the songs "Brenda's Got a Baby," "Trapped," and "Part Time Mutha." This album was highly influenced by the social consciousness hip-hop of the late 1980s and early 1990s.
https://soapboxie.com/activism/AfeniShakur
In this short interview, Tupac is real, just real. And, my hope in posting this, and hope in that you will watch it, is that you can dig into your heart and realize the pain that lives in the poor black communities of the United States...perhaps, you will realize, why the US is imploding right now.
If you are interested in reading an amazing book of poetry, I highly recommend, Tupac Shaukur´s posthumous book, "The Rose That Grew From Concrete."
“Did you hear about the rose that grew from a crack in the concrete? Proving nature's laws wrong, it learned to walk without having feet. Funny, it seems to by keeping it's dreams; it learned to breathe fresh air. Long live the rose that grew from concrete when no one else even cared.”
“Never surrender, it's all about the faith you got: don't ever stop, just push it 'till you hit the top and if you drop, at least you know you gave your all to be true to you, that way you can never fall”
