Keep Your Head Up Tupac

[Verse One:] Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice I say the darker the flesh then the deeper the roots I give a holler to my sisters on welfare Tupac cares, if don't nobody else care And uhh, I know they like to beat ya down a lot When you come around the block brothas clown a lot But please don't cry, dry your eyes, never let up Forgive but don't forget, girl keep your head up And when he tells you you ain't nuttin don't believe him And if he can't learn to love you you should leave him Cause sista you don't need him And I ain't tryin to gas ya up, I just call em how I see em You know it makes me unhappy (what's that) When brothas make babies, and leave a young mother to be a pappy And since we all came from a woman Got our name from a woman and our game from a woman I wonder why we take from our women Why we rape our women, do we hate our women? I think it's time to kill for our women Time to heal our women, be real to our women And if we don't we'll have a race of babies That will hate the ladies, that make the babies And since a man can't make one He has no right to tell a woman when and where to create one So will the real men get up I know you're fed up ladies, but keep your head up [Chorus] Keep ya head up, oooo child things are gonna get easier ooooo child things'll  get brighter [2x] [Verse Two:] Aiyyo, I remember Marvin Gaye, used to sing ta me He had me feelin like black was tha thing to be And suddenly tha ghetto didn't seem so tough And though we had it rough, we always had enough I huffed and puffed about my curfew and broke the rules Ran with the local crew, and had a smoke or two And I realize momma really paid the price She nearly gave her life, to raise me right And all I had ta give her was my pipe dream Of how I'd rock the mic, and make it to tha bright screen I'm tryin to make a dollar out of fifteen cents It's hard to be legit and still pay tha rent And in the end it seems I'm headin for tha pen I try and find my friends, but they're blowin in the wind Last night my buddy lost his whole family It's gonna take the man in me to conquer this insanity It seems tha rain'll never let up I try to keep my head up, and still keep from gettin wet up You know it's funny when it rains it pours They got money for wars, but can't feed the poor Say there ain't no hope for the youth and the truth is it ain't no hope for tha future And then they wonder why we crazy I blame my mother, for turning my brother into a crack baby We ain't meant to survive, cause it's a setup And even though you're fed up Huh, ya got to keep your head up [Chorus] [Verse Three:] And uhh To all the ladies havin babies on they own I know it's kinda rough and you're feelin all alone Daddy's long gone and he left you by ya lonesome Thank the Lord for my kids, even if nobody else want em Cause I think we can make it, in fact, I'm sure And if you fall, stand tall and comeback for more Cause ain't nuttin worse than when your son wants to kno why his daddy don't love him no mo' You can't complain you was dealt this hell of a hand without a man, feelin helpless Because there's too many things for you to deal with Dying inside, but outside you're looking fearless While da tears, is rollin down your cheeks Ya steady hopin things don't fall down this week Cause if it did, you couldn't take it, and don't blame me I was given this world I didn't make it And now my son's getten older and older and cold From havin the world on his shoulders While the rich kids is drivin Benz I'm still tryin to hold on to my survivin friends And it's crazy, it seems it'll never let up, but please... you got to keep your head up      I have decided to write about abuse. Because no matter how much people try to cover it up, we all know it still happens. Everywhere we turn. It even happens in the places that you least think of. It's not right, no matter how many times people argue or do wrong. Violence is NOT the answer. Everyone tends to go throw rough times and it seems that it may feel like it's the only thing thats right. But it's not, many more things can happen. Worse things, it doesn't get better because you took the violence out on someone. There is most likely going to be bruises on the persons body that you abused. It's going to hurt you and remind you of what happened and get you in the same spot, everytime.

Some One Like You ..

Someone Like You, by author Sarah Dessen, is a wonderful story about a long lasting friendship between two young women. This touching book is a wonderful study on the strength and importance of the friends we find ourselves blessed with.

"Scarlett Thomas has been my best friend for as long as I can remember..." (from Someone Like You)

Scarlett and Halley have been best friends as long as they can remember. Told from Halley's point of view, the reader is treated to all of the drama high school life is famous for. Boys, teachers, and friends seem to be the most important thing in Halley and Scarlet's lives until the death of Scarlet's boyfriend in a car  accident affects her whole life. Things have changed and she now thinks that she wants to put the baby up for adoption.

     I don't like adoption or abortion. I'm against both, but that's just my personal opinion. I'm more toward adoption than abortion. Abortion is one less heart beat , two less little feet and hands and one happy smile. Adoption isn't that great either. I think if your not ready for a kid you shouldn't have done what you did.

Two Voice Poem

ALL : I'm Perfect
A- I'm African
B- I'm Jewish

ALL: We're Humans
A- I eat like everyone else
B- I breathe regular air

ALL: My skin is just different
A- I was born darker, there's nothing I can do.
B- I was light skin when I was born, I still am

ALL: I'm just like you, eventually you'll accept that


             I have decided to write about racism because lately I've been reading about it. Like I noticed it started happening every where. What happened to this world getting better? It just seems to be getting worse. I believe everyone is equal, no matter their size, skin color, personality. ANYTHING everyone was made the same way as everyone else. Accept that.

A Child Called It

This book by Dave Pelzer is about some kid that gets abused daily. He has to walk around with bruises all over his body. Cuts on his shirts, old scars all over. Its just depressing. I cant believe that his mom put him through all of that pain that he has to deal with. They said that he is just a kid that makes mistakes, but if you know that why make him pay for his mistakes?

   I think that if you get put through that much pain you need to tell someone. No one deserves to get put through that. You cant even wish something that bad on your worst enemy. I cant even imagine how embarrassing it is for him to walk into class with all these bad things going on. He's so scared, he sits in corners. Depressing right?

    I feel that he is the strongest kid I know. He fights for his life, he doesn't break down, nor complain. He takes his life just for his life. He acts like its perfect, but from the reading its no where near that. I feel so bad for him, I'm just so glad that he got out of that torture that he was put through because I cried when I read certain parts.. It's just so sad.

Social Working Response

4) Identifying and Analyzing.
        Well, I currently live on Sunset Park. Not far from Park Slope. But I have noticed many things wrong with not only people. But their reactions and the way they act. Many of them say rude things to people they don't know. Some stare people down and some spit near each other. Parts of Sunset Park are very nice and polite but not all. Here are some places to watch out for..
        The train can have somethings that can go down. Many fights and stare downs happen there. It's not good for the people that are just trying to get some where. The train is a place for transportation not frustration and anger to be brought out on people. Some people just want to relax and get ready to prepare their day. Not get it ruined by someone else that's having a bad day.
       Some people in this world don't think about anybody but themselves. People find that there is no reason to think deeper about people. Just because you are having one bad day doesn't matter. Don't take it out on other people. Imagine the kids in Africa having a bad day everyday. Having to work so hard and not have anything to eat. Starving and practically dying.  There's always a reason to be happy, and if you don't find that reason and you happen to stay mad, don't take it out on others because how would you feel if someone did that to you?

Exit Here

Exit, my life
Exit, my body
Exit me

I'm not who you think
I am..
Or who you want me to be

Exit my life
Exit my body
Exit me

I'm more then what you made of me
I followed the voice you think you gave me..
but now I'm finding my own

Exit my life
Exit my body
Exit me



This post is about a book called "Exit Here" by Jason Myers, its about a guy who goes to college and he turns his life around his parents never thought he would turn out to be the way he is. They don't know what to do with him anymore. He doesn't ever want to be with them again. He wants them to leave, but he doesn't want to hurt them either. Therefore my poem, of words that I thought he would say without hurting them

Depression

Depression is the way I lie
Depression the tears I cry
Depression are the mistakes,
that one person makes.
Depression is the sad song
where no one even bothers to sing along,
 Depression is where I have no family nor friends
Depression is the scar on my heart that mends
Depression...
Just a feeling that everyone gets sad and it might make you go
mad...
Depression is sad but true, cause its my life with out you

I decided to make a poem called Depression because I'm in the middle of reading this book called " I Heart You, You Haunt Me" its about how Ava's boyfriend dies and she feels all alone and he comes and whispers things in her head. She feels depressed and confused about life and she needs someone to be there for her.