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Here you will find poetry, essays, musing, and anything else that has to do with the infinate search to define contemporary art. The Midnight Marauder is a reference to an album composed by A Tribe Called Quest, hip hop group in the early nineties. The idea was they were Marauder's of sound, and music. This site hopes to be a Marauder of art.

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

A Night Stroll in Hip Hop Minor

This poem took me a minute, but I just manage to finish it. Enjoy!


A Night Stroll in Hip Hop Minor

I wear my hoodie like an extension of my hair, stretching cotton dreads across the shadow of my back.

My iPod pulsates rhythms, forcing me to a Negro march with slave looping rhythmic ciphers of freestyles and black men fantasies.

My chucks dig with my feet, reaching deep into America, unearthing the liquefied ashes of slaves and masters.  

My shades watch as they torture and redefine each other across generations, melting in the crucible of America’s dream.

My jeans sag into my insecurities, weighing like demons, creeping and anchoring, in the shallow of righteous creativity.

The Rain splashes neatly on my shoulders and streaks in my path so that if I close my eyes it feels like I am walking on water.

The Wind raises goose bumps on my skin in a row, forcing my hands deep within my pockets, and my mind back into skull.

And I hum in the tune of Hip Hop minor, and I find comfort in that.

©Copyright Julian Elijah Martinez, All rights reserved 9/14/2010
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2 comments:

  1. smoovmo9September 15, 2010 at 9:34 PM

    SO DOPE!!! Such vivid pictures! Take them there brother!!

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  2. Jonny CasanovaSeptember 16, 2010 at 4:07 PM

    dopeness brother. good shit.

    -Jonny Casanova

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