{IF THE REVOLUTION WAS TELEVISED WOULD YOU WATCH IT?}

{IF THE REVOLUTION WAS TELEVISED WOULD YOU WATCH IT?}

The artist being featured here is Tim Okamura.

All the paintings are by him...

The words are by Jerald Murphy

THE MUSIC FOR THIS EXHIBIT...

http://youtu.be/mBCAAS_WwNw

And here we are at the other end of a bloodless revolution if you don't count the ancestors whose forgotten blood cries in anguish from stolen ground...

The dirt hurts... And the dirt hurts as we become name brand.

Where once a queen in Africa bore the prototypical Jesus and we as Lions roamed free.

On the plains and in the jungles... Spiritually.

We once were free.

And here I am lost in the confusion of you as you spit Willie Lynch at me...

The nigger part 3.

You having been made slave spitting toxic spew.

What the fuck is you gone do?

Got queens willing to stick by yo side cause if they will ride or die for some silly shit surely they will be there when you for real...

You so afraid of  revolting but so willing to kill your brother.

The queens awaiting your arrival feel the pressure that a real king drops.

He gone barometric.

In the very air.

They inhale.

They are calmed in the breeze of your impeding storm for they know that it brings relief...

You the once enemy having become the cure...

The earth remembers well.

Laws designed to make you seem animalistic and out of control as he spins the merry go round...

The roulette wheel...

POW!

Life passing by vibrantly...

She holding it in her tones...

Such a beautiful thang even in the face of all this pain.

She whispering of his return from the bottomless pit where he has lingered so long...

Butterflies and sighs...

Time for brothers to arise...

Float up out dat pit and find some get back to the basics...

Here...

On the other side of the revolution.

BY JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY