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English Task: response to 2pac’s Changes: @ berg vgs
Everyone has a quest to be special, to feel loved and to fit in. Everyday, I breathe deeply in an attempt to calm my heart back to its resting pulse. I have a lot to say, I am extremely resentful. The problem is I cannot take it out on anyone. To make matters worse, no one will ever understand what I go through.
The song ‘’Changes’’ has been a song that has stated the characteristics of my everyday life for what feels like forever. ‘’I see no changes, I wake up in the morning and ask myself if life is worth living.’’ Believe it or not, these are words I often ask myself here and then. Being poor and black at the same time is what I believe to be the worst combination ever. I come to a point where I even ask God why he punished me so much as to make me look this way.
2pac seems to be the only person who might have understood what being different and living in a world of haters and where half the people pretend to like you is like. Every time I try to put anybody else in my shoes all I get back is, ’’you are overreacting’’ or ‘’please ,your life is so easy.’’ What I have to say is you cannot tell me my life is easy as long as you live your perfect white life, rich and being loved by everyone. ‘’I see no changes, all I see is racist faces.’’
What else, a coloured person is fat and they are not afraid to tell you how saggy your butt is in fake friendly and inquisitive tones? Message received loud and clear friend. I think you should know that you cannot give offence unless somebody takes it. 2pac says’’ That’s just the way it is and things will never be the same.’’
‘’I wonder what it takes to make this one better place,’’ he says ‘’ Take the evil out of the people, they’ll be acting right.’’ Believe me if there was a way whatsoever to make this a better place or make it easier for coloured people to live here, I would have taken action by now.
In a way, I do not blame Michael Jackson for wanting to change and becoming white. He knew how hard it was being black around here. At the same time, no matter how hard this life is, the best we can do is being proud of ourselves and how we look. We maybe different yea, but we are truly beautiful in the eyes of God and who knows maybe in some eyes of the white people.
‘’We gotta make a change, it’s time for us as a people to start making some changes, let’s change the way we treat each other.’’
If you are caught by the police among a group of white people and they are looking for a suspect, its almost always ‘’hey you black person over there, get your ass here.’’ I feel my heartbeat, one, two, three, it’s quickening. I start breathing deeply to stop from panicking. I do not know who told them that we are the key criminals or thieves or whatever.
As I sit up in bed staring into the darkness, thinking hard, my feet make small circles, I feel depressed and defeated. I want it to be dark and night forever. I just cannot stand going out there again to face them who enjoy making my life as miserable as ever.
‘’Can’t a brother get a little peace?’’
Encouragingly 2pac says ‘’don’t let them jack you up, back you up, crack you up or pimp smack you up. You gotta learn to hold ya own.’’ It’s basically impossible to rely on them; they put your dreams and hopes up only to crash them again. I have got to hold on my own.
True fact:’’ They get jealous when they see you with your mobile phone.’’ You are successful, it’s inadequate. What, I am are black then everything else should be black too? Do you want me to squeeze myself into a dark corner, live miserably and shed tears each second in a series? Would that satisfy you? ‘’I say this ain’t cool, mama didn’t raise no fool.’’
No one takes me seriously. Why and where did all this start? I cannot blame it on my parents or anyone else because it has always felt internal. If I do not win, I might as well just not tell anyone that I did even compete to save myself the embarrassment of acknowledging that they were better than me. So for now, I have no choice than to live with this fact of life, ’I am black and my life will continue to be hard, miserable and boring for the rest of my time ahead.’’ I will just try my best to become the champion or else there would be even no point in trying.
As long as I stay black, I have got to stay strapped and never get to lay back.’What can I say? I guess,’’ Some things will never change.’’
