A.M. Soleil, Retrospectively: Blog #19 “Believe It”

 

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Believe It by Molina Soleil & Aju w/ DJ Ceiba.

Recorded in Harlem, NY, February 2009.  Beat by DJ Ceiba, NYC drummer and producer.  Released on My America, benefit compilation for Papers the Movie—a film about undocumented youth.  Release Date July 4, 2009.

I walk on through the winter, where all the trees are dying.  Behind me, a road of tar and red clay.  I reach across the new ocean, borderless in brothels of freedom.  A long night awaits us…”         – e.g. bailey

 

(above: image from BP spill in the gulf coast, April 2010)

Verse I:

Pops used to say he sleep with an eye open ’case the room come alive like a raging ocean / Maybe somethin’ gonna shift in the time zone / Never know, sky could fall like a rainstorm / ‘Was man told me he live through three lives, died twice now he see the world through three eyes / I was told that you die three deaths / the first when the soul leaves its host, exit the last breath / Second death when you march in your black box, parade to the dirt that house that your bone stock / Third death, you forgotten, never heard again, never spoken of, name is never said / How many walkin’ dead, faces never seen, stories never read, eyes void of dreams / They live in trash dumps, cross borders of hell Sleep on concrete, rot in your prison cells

How much is unseen, unheard, incomprehensible to the human eye?  How much is shaded by those who set the agenda?  How much of what we don’t know kills us?  Physically? Spiritually?

Verse II:

I’m a bird in a cage, they clipped my wings / I scurry on the ground midst the fluttering of feathers gettin’ plucked, waitin’ to get pulled / Taken to the slaughter, cut, packed, and moved across a dozen states and placed on a shelf / No list of toxic growth injected in my breasts / What’s left is what I knew before the mass machines, before the roar of the blades, before the scissors drink / The trees were once alive, I danced around they roots before I was absorbed / me inside of you / the flesh that is consumed without a trace of thanks / My life just thrown away, the waste of my decay / The offering of me so you can have a meal: the cycle of my truth, I give myself to you / The sacrifice of soul so you can pick my bones, so you can lick my wounds, so you can send me home

The earth is a living organism and there is an interconnected web of life.  The average human being in modern society has lost their direct connection to this truth, mentally and physically.   We don’t know how our food is grown or where it comes from.  We often fail to pay proper respect to the water, air, plants, and animals that sustain us.  Each human being is a reflection of every other person on this planet, yet we dominate each other, kill each other, rape each other, and rip each other apart, limb by limb, word by word. 

Verse III:

I had a dream of a sewage water wasteland / skiin’ through an interstate of icelands / High rise buildings lined the horizon, aqua city life, concrete islands /  Sniper planes patrol through the night sky, dark smog hide the light from the daytime /Twist and turn my way through the pipeline, weave past the restricted access line, through the gate saw an image of a time lapse / Kinda hard to grasp how many days passed, how many years gone, just erased now / How much land dead? /  How many speak now about the bombs that were dropped through the oil wars ? / Nuclear waste that oozed into the soil? / No continents, fresh water gone tomorrow / Genocide, politicians gone to Mars…

Holes in Heaven.  The disappearance of forests.  The extinction of ocean life.  Uninhabitable planet.  Self-induced genocide…

Believe It…

Resist and Rebuild.  A HEALTHY WORLD IS POSSIBLE.

A.M. Soleil, Retrospectively is a 52-week blog series in 2010.  Adrian H. Molina, also known as Molina Soleil of SOULAJU, is writing a new blog each week, breaking down the inspiration behind five years of independent music, one song at a time.

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