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In thee midst of writing in the ol bedroom late one night during this covid pandemic, Duals reflected on our current situation. Sensing the panic and anxiety so many are feeling n hurt at the beauty of how all of us are on this boat together. Together we will pull through this and there is so much to be hopeful for as we reconnect and ground ourselves to what is truly important as we are forced to detach from the busyness of our day to days...
In this song Duals allegorically painted this time as a sort of retreat to the desert of our mind to the desert that Jesus went to face the devil during this Lent season. In the human condition there is suffering; and there is also connectedness in that suffering. If One is hurting, we all are. Let this time of isolation be a reminder to us to be near and here to all those around us. Blessings!
lyrics
She told me to smile, so whimpered out a grimace
Grimmer than Black, she pointed n laughed
Jumped back, like what the fuck is that!
Jus' this lil rendition I've been workin on my whole life,
titled “the human condition”
I practice it when I look in mirror
n' I can't e'en remember the last year I've seen a mirror
I imagine the image clearer, maybe a few more hairs are greyer
So Holden Caufield, I've had these since I was nine
Back when hide from step daddy under bed
Damn found, grabbed by leg, Mama yellin, “Don't!,Please!,No!”
So I walked around wit' mommy's purse lookin for some change
But all I changed, was the colour of my fingernails
Used to tell my homies they represented the struggle
But the truth is, I just struggled standin next to son of Adam in the bathroom stalls
So call my bluff or fluff these nuts
Not sure, why I get so melodramatic, as if –
I'm the only lost starved beaten pup, to get a lil depressed before
Just cus' I never cry, n died a few times
Don't mean I'm a Cyborg...
Well I am, but that's okay
I'm still dumb or kind or both enough, to eat your pain so I can say I felt it before
Never in my life, have I been bored
I'll just read n write some more
N find new ways to love these humans who give me hate galore
We're all connected by the Doors –
closing in faster than this pandemic
Frenetically racing between the anxiety we hide,
And the hard place we find ourself in
Drastically endowed by fears we rationalize
and the skeleton I'm airing out in the living room
She feels so alive! when I hug her and
fill her with the water from my leaky toilet faucet
Facade of the memories I say (I) forgot n died
Then memorize the lines on your face n thighs, stars n sighs, n governmental quarantine lines
Then connect the hidden dots like Orion's belt
unleashed the Lion's pride
Well my friend Joyce, has been preparing for this day since, Hurricane Sandy
So draw a line in the sand n
pretend you're standin in my desert
Well Israel, means to struggle with God,
so who wants to jump inside my mind n wrestle wit' my inner demons?
Send every guardian angel ya got
Would ya bet your thought
to watch me wash, each one's feet n send em on their way, like who's the Greatest?
Whether believer or atheist
Everybodys gotta hit the breaks
n celebrate the Lenten reason
Jesus went alone to the desert this season
There's a time for peace, n a time for war
Let the distractions cease, n close the door
Let the quiet drive that Cross to core
And when you've won that war, you'll open to see Christ as that door
Now throw ya hands up like THAT'S ALL YA GOT to reach for
Soul-searching hip-hop from this Florida rapper, with lyrics that dig deep and take an unflinching look at life’s questions. Bandcamp New & Notable May 1, 2023
