This thought was instigated by the constant objectification of our daughters as disposable food used to fuel one’s self-gain and self-success in life.
“Is it really all about getting paid and will things never change?“
Is it really all about getting paid and will things never change? Have we gotten too callused and cold, too moldy and too old or might I say holy or is it that things really have changed from when we were growing up? Is this what our parents’ generation said of us as they saw our souls’ self-implosion of self-respect and self-worth usurped and unseated at the macro and micro level of our youth by an aggressive agenda driven by agnostic, atheist and amoral peoples in power? Is it that the shelf life of our moral bar, moral laws and mores of our generation have simply expired, become extinct and irrelevant and now our children are doing what is right in their own sight? Is it that we as a nation under God have pushed him far from our pews, pulpits and all platforms of our President? Is it that the proverbial super ego has lost its saltiness and no longer serves as fodder, flavor or filter for the id? And now what we are witnessing is the rabid id’s unbridled, unrestrained and unchaste appetite for self-gratification in the name of self-gain, self-fulfillment and self-made self-success.
Is it really all about getting paid and will things never change? Last night, I turned the radio on and irrespective of the ubiquitous urban hip hop top notch block buster hot spots from West Coast to East Coast and white snow flake floors of the North to the dirty brown floors of the South, inarguably there is a systematic seduction and stripping of our children’s souls right before our eyes, ears and under our nose. When our daughters are told to push their panties to the side to be satisfied by the underground hardcore rhymers, hardcore grinders and hardcore timers as they can put their back into it, there is a problem. When our daughters are told, it’s alright to swing on a pole and bear your soul akin to a whore for a wad or roll, there is a problem. When our daughters are told, they are the object of obsession for smashing, crashing and crushing under the overt covers of tonight by the big guns, big puns and big ones, there is a problem. When our daughters are told, it’s all about booty popping, booty dropping and backing that thang up while it’s hot, there is a problem. When our daughters are told, it’s all about body bending, ceiling walking and tantalizing tough tongue talking, there is a problem. When our daughters are told, they need to enhance their bust, enhance their butt and enhance their beloved buxom body otherwise, they’ll never experience the coveted VIP showtime, VIP showcase and VIP showplace, there is a problem. When our daughters are told, they are not loyal and they are not royal but are simply dime pieces and time pieces swapped around as chump change boy toys from hot boys to bad boys and self-made mega music moguls, there is a problem. When our daughters are told to drink up “drunken love”, sing on and sit on the mic all night long and their breast will be breakfast at the break of dawn, there is a problem. When our sons are told, it’s all about pushing BMs, Benzys and Bentleys by the almighty Benji, there’s a problem. When our sons are told, it’s all about the black ice, black gold and kilos of millions of records sold, there is a problem. When our sons are told, the end game and end goal is all about the high rollers, shot callers and high and mighty big ballers, there is a problem. When our sons are told, it’s all about the atomic dog chasing the cat, cash and the castle, there’s a problem. When our sons are told, their aspirations should be just like animals, preying on our daughters with a nocturnal addictive adulterous love, there is a problem.
Is it really all about getting paid and will things never change? Thousands of years ago, we were told by the wisest man, all these pleasures or problems are chasing after wind and are devoid of fulfillment. Have we acknowledged that there is a problem? Is this really happening? Are we seeing this? Are we hearing this? Are you feeling me? I could go on and on and on and on but I think you get the gist from the aforementioned list. But, honestly, is it really all about getting paid and will things never change?
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