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Dear Mama


A devoção filial budista implica aos filhos proporcionar aos pais amor, respeito e auxílio material. Na prática, significa realizar seus desejos, ampará-los na velhice e trabalhar para provê-los de confortos. A ideia surge do fato de os pais disporem de parcela importante de suas vidas em função dos filhos. De acordo com o Sutra da Gratidão aos Pais, “é necessário massageá-los com bálsamos, banhar seus corpos, descartar suas fezes e urina — e, mesmo assim, será insuficiente”. No caso de pais omissos, ignorantes ou violentos, o esforço deve ser ainda maior, pois mudar suas opiniões e comportamentos demandará tempo, disciplina e paciência.

Afeni Shakur (1947-2016) foi uma mulher única. Aluna exemplar, não concluiu o ensino superior por falta de recursos financeiros. Após um período envolvida com gangues, afiliou-se aos Panteras Negras e, em 1969, acabou detida por conspiração — planejava plantar bombas caseiras em delegacias nova-iorquinas — e cumpriu dois anos de prisão. No início dos anos 1980, desenvolveu o vício em crack, época em que dependeu de auxílio governamental para criar o casal de filhos, Tupac (1971-1996) e Sekyiwa (1975-).

Apesar da relação conturbada com a mãe, Tupac era sabedor do seu dever como filho, tornado público em 1995 na música “Dear Mama”.

You are appreciated


When I was young, me and my mama had beef

17 Years old kicked out on the streets

Though back at the time, I never thought I'd see your face

Ain't no woman alive

that can take my mama's place

Suspended from school, scared to go home

I was a fool

with the big boys breaking all the rules

I shed tears with my baby sister

Over the years we was poorer

than other little kids

And even though we had different daddies

The same drama

when things went wrong, we blamed mama

I reminised on the stress I caused, it was hell

Hugging on my mama from a jail cell

And who'ed think in elementary,

Hey I'd see the penitentiary

One day running from the police, that's right

Momma catch me put a whoop'en to my backside

And even as a crack fiend mama,

You always was the black queen, mama

I finally understand for a woman

It ain't easy trying to raise a man

Ya always was commited,

a poor single mother on welfare,

Tell me how you did

There's no way I can pay you back

But the plan is to show you that I understand.

You are appreciated


Chorus

Lady, don't you know we luv ya

Sweet lady, place no one above ya

Sweet lady, don't you know we luv ya


Ain't nobody tell us it was fair

No love from my daddy, cause the coward wasn't there

He passed away and I didn't cry

Cause my anger, wouldn't let me feel

for a stranger

They say I'm wrong and I'm heartless

But all along

I was looking for a father — he was gone

I hung around with the thug's

And even knew they sold drugs

They showed a young brother love

I moved out and started really hangin'

I needed money on my own so I started slangin'

I ain't guilty cause, even though I sell rocks

It feels good, putting money in your mailbox

I love paying rent when the rents due

Hope you got the diamond necklace

that I sent to you

Cause when I was low,

you was there for me

And never left me alone, because you cared for me

And I can see you coming home after work late

You in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate

Just working with the scraps she was givin'

And mama made miracles every thanksgiving

But now the road got rough, you're alone

Trying to raise two bad kids on your own

And there's no way I can pay you back

But my plan is to show you that I understand

You are appreciated


Chorus


Pour out some liquor and I reminisce it

Cause through the drama,

I can always depend on my mama

And when it seems that I'm hopeless

You say the words that can get me back in focus

When I was sick as a little kid

To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did

And all my childhood memories

Are full of all the sweet things you did for me

And even though I act crazy

I gotta thank the lord that you made me

There are no words that can express how I feel

You never kept a secret, always stayed real

And I appreciate how you raised me

And all the extra love that you gave me

I wish I could take the pain away

If you can make it through the night,

there's a brighter day

Everything will be alright if you hold on

It's a struggle

Everyday gotta roll on

And there's no way I can pay you back

But my plan is to show you that I understand

You are appreciated


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