I have been toting an article from the New York Times about the death of Mr. Gil Scott Heron since the 29th of May. He crossed over on 27 May 2011. He was a very brilliant and powerful speaker. Rock one's world with passion of life via the word. He was also an excellent musician. In my heart, Mr. Scott-Heron, was rapping - through spoken word and song long before the age of Hip-Hop came about as a musical genre. Folk's were'nt even smelling the Hip-Hop or rap scene.
I feel as if I can't shake off his death. So I hold on to this section the article was in. I mean, he was only 62. That's only eleven years older than I...
...too damn young.
Thank you for your teachings, My Teacher.
Holla at Miles for me Sir!
Peace...
...and rest well, my brother.
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