Unread, unwritten, the journey is lived, uncertain, unsteady for what the lord has to give, untraveled, unsure where the hell does this road lead? breathe, seed, grow, see, go, walk, take a step, nothing could prep for what time is yet to unpack, time never goes back, mind clever goes whack, forward, forward, fast never lasts, shortcut never learns, shortcut never earns, steady never burns, steady, we adjourn this meeting of words, we commence the seeding of thoughts, sense is never bought, a mother cannot be bought, this idea, a child can never abort.
To Zion, a number based on a conversation a mother-to-be has with herself, with her unborn child. Unsure of which path to take, pressured to use her head selfishly, selflessly instead, she uses her heart. Performed By Lauryn Hill the title implies a dedication or perhaps a love letter to a joy that is yet to be. A joy that deserves a chance to live.
Not dwelling on Lauryn Hill’s breath-taking vocal abilities, one can say the notion or that motherly love air “Acappella” by Kelis has is in a big way a page from this number. They say you don’t know what you have until it’s gone, sometimes you don’t know what you’re missing ’til you have it. They say life is a gift, not everyone gets to give it. I have always been very vocal about my appreciation for mothers, women as a whole. Anyone whom has ever been blessed with a mothers love and claims they’ve never seen sacrifice is a big fat liar. Giving birth is the first step but it’s the journey, selflessness and compromises that follow that make a human being, a mother.
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