Firstly it features Mavis Staples – who should be celebrated.
Plus, the song’s theme keeps up with Chuck D’s twitter stream in which he is currently using as a forum to address radio stations which label themselves ‘urban’. Listen to the lyrics of Give WE The Pride:
Purchase the album The Black In Man LP from Chuck D here.
Today a new colleague asked me : “Where are you from?”
and she told me that I don’t look Indian.
She shrugged off my reply and said: “What about your parents then?”
I told her: “From Bradford, second generation.”
An old colleague confuses me with the last Asian face
Alma’s been on maternity leave for nearly a year and my name is too hard to remember.
When I correct him he struggles to say Selina
and jokes that my name could be easier.
The prompt today reminds me I want to pay tribute to many people including one of my favourite poets: Muhammad Ali. I am working on a tribute. For now here’s my recreation of his Recipe for Life.
I tried to recreate Muhammad Ali’s recipe for Life
As yet I haven’t mastered it right.
I need more patience. My ingredients are running low.
I put in too much laughter, when it’s more concern I add to grow.
Faith is an acquired taste and can get a little tricky.
I keep a bagful with me, in case I need some quickly.
My friends use little and large between them and I ask for their advice.
I use more alone so as not to offend because I want to do it right.
It’s always there though not running spare as I don’t want to run out -
Noone can argue with love and happiness I freely spread them about.
needs filling up, I’m a few cups short of the recipe.
Concern and kindness are in large supply but my problem is the moderation.
Willingness is somewhere in the back, a few burns is what used up all my patience.
Once it’s perfected, upon reflection,
I can say I learnt from the greatest.
Forgive me –I broke the law,
But if you had walked in my shoes and saw what I saw,
You’d know my motives,
So my children can live,
a better life, and too, their kids.
A Mexican working hard in the US to support families,
south of the border, with no peace of mind – whether she’s been shot, by an Arizona ranger – whether he’s been jailed, by Operation Gatekeeper.
Lost across the Imperial Desert or over the mountains north of Tecate.
Mexicans drown in canals and rivers. While the army militarize the border…
A 30 hour coach journey, in the faith of living better.
Only to die of dehydration, hypothermia or xenophobia.
Busloads of Polish people, skilled in many trades,
make the journey from Warsaw to the land of opportunity, the UK.
Better healthcare, better pay, this is the European Union
Only to find themselves taken advantage of and spit upon for taking the jobs natives can’t or refuse to work in.
Was this the freedom envisaged?
Working 7 days a week, paid cheap for their keep.
Laws let goods and money freely cross borders, yet impose a form of class warfare against when it comes to workers.
Not free to move with changing economic conditions in the same manner that businesses can move their capital.