Ayleen has been in touch with me saying that someone has been inside Elijah’s, her murdered brother’s, tribute page and posted a blog with one of Elijah’s alias’ – SMUGGZ. It is not her, or Brendon, their little brother.
Its ok that the author of this blog has written a poem to draw attention to a very serious issue but the point is that no one was authorised to do this. No one from the team knows who has written it.
We can only assume that the blog has been compromised in some way and that the password been broken as also, none of the team have given the password to Elijah’s blog to anyone. It doesn’t make sense as a casual thing to do anyway.
But implied threats have been made and responded to in the comments section. We appeal to anyone who may know what this about to not over react and to let us know what is going on. We are doing our best to get to the bottom of this.
Hallo. My name is Mahmoud and Zena ask me to mek blog today. I mek photo blog. I put theez pictures here because I was on the Southbank the other day and I see theez boy dancing. He dance, he dance, he dance… I think to myself, “What he thinking? What in he head when he make these moves?” I wonder…
From the tone of the first one , the blog will be upfront, no nonsense “tell it like it is” addition to the “Security” family.
Here’s an excerpt “…If you’re a performer already you will know what its like to experience the rush of a good show and the depression of a bad one. If you’re not, then …. well, just imagine it being a gorgeous day outside the window and by the time you’ve your halter neck, or shorts and flip flops on, and you get to the front door…. it’s a hail storm. (Don’t you just hate it when that happens.)
Now multiply that by 5 to up to 50 million and you’ll be getting close to what euphoria and like being the schizophrenic head of a modern day performer. No disrespect intended but “bipolar” comes to mind.”
The Performer will be make many performance related contribution in the form of helpful tips, journal entries interviews from professionals and more. We’ll keep you posted.
Howdeedoo. Dis is Algernon now. Yesterday I meet up with Elijah and I try to reason wid him. I tell ‘im how I understand what it is like for him as a young man growing up today, that I know what its like to be young man inna Ingland. But he tell me that I could never know what it like to be young now cuz it so violent on the street wid post code war and other madness.
But I can tell him some story an’ story when I was a yout’ and we had to fight off the racist teddy boys. Yes I have some story for him. But that is for later…
Remember I tell you about It It Noh Funny by LKJ? Well, wid a likkle help from Elijah he help me find this on the hinternet. I fin’ the words for Linton Kwesi poem and a link where you can find out more about him. Seems he knows alotta tings about poetry and politics. Yes, he seem like a man wid nuff wisdom. Mm hmm.
So I put them both, de words and de music for your henjoyment and maybe a likkle heducation. Click on the triangle below to hear Linton read his poem “It Noh Funny”.
IT NOH FUNNY
people sayin´ dis
people sayin´ dat
`bout di yout´ of today
how dem carryin´ on away
an´ it noh funny
it noh funny
dem wi` tek chance
fi get a likkle kile (coil: money)
dem wi` tek chance
fi live-it-up a while
dem wi` tek chance
fi live-it-up in style
dem wi` tek chance
fi goh jump an´ prance
dem wi` tek chance
an dem love blues dance
dem wi` tek chance
an´ dem don´t count di caas (cost)
people sayin´ dis
people sayin´ dat
`bout di yout´ of today
how dem causin´ affray
an´ it noh funny
it noh funny
dem wi` tek chance
an´ dem love cuss raas
dem wi` tek chance
dem wi´skip dem class
dem wi` tek chance
fi goh pap a likkle style (to pop style: wear fashionable clothes)
dem wi` tek chance
dem dhu it all di while
dem wi` tek chance
but some a dem laas (lost)
dem wi` tek chance
an´dem don´t count di caas
people sayin´ dis
people sayin´ dat
`bout di yout´ of today
´bout di way dem stay
an´ it noh funny
it noh funny
dem wi` tek chance
fi get a likkle kally (cully weed: marijuana)
dem wi` tek chance
wid y´u likkle sistah Sally
dem wi` tek chance
far dem feel dem force
dem wi` tek chance
but dem gat no course
dem wi` tek chance
but dem is nat advanced
dem wi` tek chance
an´ dem don´t count di caas
people sayin´ dis
people sayin´ dat
`bout di yout´ of today
how dem really stay
an´ it noh funny
it noh funny
Now listen to the dubwise version from the album “Forces of Victory”.
Its wid the Dennis Bovell Reggae Band. I did skank two foot when I heard dis! Heh heh hehey!
HEY!! Thanks for dropping in to the “Security” blog. Zena here. As a writer and performer of this phenomenon called the “one woman show”, I had to take some time out today to big up a man who inspired me soooooo much. If anyone who is considering a life as a spoken word artist and wants to contribute to their community through the art of spoken word, theatre and rap, this guy is definitely someone to study. As a modern day storyteller and “Griot”, he is the epitome; actor, rapper, playwright, mentor.
Will Power. Name alone makes you wanna know more. Well, hit the vid links and the peep the website to see why I’m ravin’ about the man. What’s a Griot?(Gree-yot or Gree-yoh)“Griots are also orators, lyricists and musicians and they train to excel in all three art forms.”To find out a more click here.
Wha’ gwan! World! I wanted to be the first to put something on here so this is the first rhyme to pop the Securityty creative writing blog cherry! Now I don’t min’ if people comment yeh but they better not disrespek it yeh, cos I ain’t used to people analyzing my rhymes too tuff, yu get me. But then Zena told me that’s what the POETRICSare for. CLICK HERE TO FIND OUT HOW TO APPRECIATE A RHYME.
Hit me back if you feelin’ me. Just leave a comment.
Bless!!
On a clean page I can rage like fire
When I can’t cuss or cry my pen blaze wid desire
Time feminine faction 2 touch a likkle mic da
manz dem ‘fraid as I flex wid might
tight lyrical content an a rhyme flow
cos its not da cleavage or how da batty show oh
ain’t no testosterone inflatin my ego
Mc Krude Reality gwaan show u how it go
I study rhyme like lyrical chess
About da battle wiv reality ‘n’ how I make it manifest
bless if my days been good more time I’m vex cos of my neighbourhood
so I’m a spit fire / word power explosive lyrical matter
splatter wack emcees demma scatter
dere flow maga when mine gets phatter
been surviving in this gutter I cough and splutter from
da filth needles piss and pipes
bust rubbish bags and smashed street lights
My endz drive me round the bend
cos too many man wanna send you to your grave early
murk a man dem switch dem get gully
chattin blagga blah rare on sum gangsta fake reality tip
another buckie bullet split sum ribs by sum blud that flipped
but no one snitched who did it
I see a next yout dead! erased from the stage of life
how soon before they prematurely out my light
it’s chilling/da killing is spilling blood in waterfalls of pain
God willing rebuilding da feeling of love will release da blame
forget hate and shame / release the pain in my brothers name
krude reality is the same for male and female
poverty sex drugs it’s da classic ghetto tale
But da feminine perspective is just the coin flipped
so pass the mic and cease da noise bout your car and your little d*%k Mc KrudeReality, cute on the outside
But da lyrics she spit mek yu freeze in yu dutty creps and fake Kleins
It is a full on inter-active blog with a forum, online workshops, photography, film and audio, all for you cyberspace pleasure. All the characters in the show drop in to say their five pence worth because they feel it has some worth when the local MPs don’t, or their families don’t or their mates don’t…
It’s a place to find out their daily wranglings, what they want in this one short life, what they love or detest and what they would do with 3 wishes. Its a place where they can feel listened to.
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