The Eze Bongo Vibe

Cogitating

2010-05-18T09:19:00.000-07:00

I Bongo

2010-05-18T09:15:00.000-07:00

LOVE ME CUTLASS BAD

2010-03-27T15:23:00.001-07:00

Me work ground with it run down animals and people with it
Me walk with it me even talk to it
Me master the back the belly and the blade of it
Me serve meat with it, create employment with it
Me slap all kind of ass with it, me just love it
Me tongue sharp like it, me know how to use it.
Me get aggressive with it. Me get friends with it.
Me feed me animals and family with it.
Me loose it and find it, me even out live it.
Me even want to look like it.
Me get in a trouble with it, me defend meself with it.
Me grow a man with it, me learn to respect it.
Me peel food with it, me cut meself with it.
Me upkeep the place with it, protect the place with it
Me make short pants with it, me fix me shoes with it.
Me build house with it, me make a grand entrance with it.
Me make a statement with it, me just love to have it.
Me grow responsible with it, me eradicate carelessness with it.
Me eradicate fearlessness with it, me have become one with it.
Me have so much use for it, me cant even mention all of it.

EZE

ELEMENTS OF A BLUE PRINT

2009-06-29T15:49:00.000-07:00

I use to be Speree Jeffers gardener, now I'm a General Contractor in NY City
It is the equivalent of working as a porter to the CEO of a corporation in reality
For me it was a winning trade off, a tuition fee that I could not afford and I got paid
People who don't know the facts get jealous and say I have it made
As the gardener he treated me like a son because he said he liked my ambition
I use to go with him to measure houses for the bank repossession
I use to clean out his office and for a fragile mind at the time passing his draft table
Knowing how he made a living and became good at it, in certain areas my parents weren't able
If one person in the village goes to college why should every body have to go?
Terrorist have more ambition than college graduates, they go to training camps
Then they go back to their home and recruit their family and friends to train them
As a M/ratian we don't have the terrorist element we have the passing on of knowledge
Weather it be carnal, practical or educational
Oh the Harvard university, NY University, Rutgers university, etc
Ttheir graduates are second best
All they know is what they saw and was taught on paper with no real life experience
They only build models not the real thing and I sit back and laugh
When they ask me how did I get so advance in reading a blue print
Me use to be SPEREE JEFFERS gardener
Yes Sah

PETER WADE MANGO TREE

2008-08-06T12:08:00.000-07:00

Don't know if it was fear or respect I had for this man.
However I don't know if it is the same people have of me.
I use to time him in the afternoon after he finished working at the bank.
He would come home get changed and head to the mountains with his shot gun.
I had to jump out in the road for him to stop his truck cause he wont stop.
He said I was lazy when he was growing up he had to walk.

People grow old and times change, so occasionally he lets me ride in the back.
However on foot there was so much more to experience and see.
Going to the mountains everyday and everyday it was a different experience.
Don't know what kind of mango tree he had on the lot that he worked.
We use to want to terrorize the tree but we never knew when he was up there sleeping.
One day I went up in the mango tree and laid on the bed he made.
I saw why he use to run home every afternoon it was an experience of a life time.

Climbing The Nut Tree

2008-03-05T16:59:00.000-08:00

CLIMBING THE NUT TREE

It is one drama going up and one drama coming down
It is the bubble in the stomach before a major project and getting down
It is the hype along with the confidence that consume us all
It is the regulation of feelings of fight or flee standing on the ball

The higher the monkey climb the more he expose
The only problem is if it gets depose
The monkey still have to come back down
The monkey still have to touch the ground
The monkey has more fun getting it done

When you're so high you really don't care of a fall from there
When you're so far gone it really does not matter from here
When the bullet is coming take off your hat and salute
When destiny is at hand every thing is out of hand
Gun salute

The higher the monkey climb the more he expose
The only problem is if it gets depose
The monkey still have to come back down
The monkey still have to touch the ground.
The monkey has more fun getting it done

Some people can't give up position or power.
Some people climb the nut tree and can't come down under an hour
Some people get stuck for days and cant get enough praise
Some people get to the bottom and cant let go of the tree
Everybody hair raise

The higher the monkey climb the more he expose
The only problem is if it gets depose
The monkey still have to come back down
The monkey still have to touch the ground
The monkey has more fun getting it done

Tell the politicians to learn to climb nut trees
Tell them it will give the political process a little more ease
Tell them to conquer their fears of giving up power
Tell the boss to learn to climb nut trees
Tell them they will spend the company money with a little more ease

Learn monkey management, better than business management.
Learn monkey strategy, best business strategy.
Learn monkey agility, add to your ability.
Learn monkey primitive ways, learn to save your better days.
Learn to get high and coming down before you die

EZE BONGO

THIS UNDERTAKER HERE

2008-02-28T14:55:00.000-08:00

In the kitchen with his chemicals
He toils as a five star chef
He boxes out the flies and the maggots and surprises the smell
The fridge at the right temperature slows down the bacteria
The Pallbearers come from the kitchen as waiters in their black and white

This undertaker here, this undertaker here

Candle and flowers on the table the knife and the fork with a little wine
The body and the blood of Christ, dig in and dine
Capitalize of the dying
Hey say your grace, dust to dust and ashes to ashes but this a shit
It is a lucky thing we have a sewer and not a toilet pit

This undertaker here, this undertaker here.

Gets paid for it, recommended for it.
Gets rewarded for it and praise for it.
The dispersal of the dead body.
Body parts disperse to a hungry body.

This undertaker here, this undertaker here.

TAKE A SMOKE

2008-01-24T15:36:00.000-08:00

Saw a man taking a smoke, I took it for a joke.
He said, "times are hard and he is broke."
He looked at me and took another smoke.
We are all going to die anyway, as he puffs away.

Yes, we are all going to die anyway.
It does feel good that we are going to die anyway.
Knowing that is the case, why are you stressed anyway?
He asked me, "What do I care? It is his life."

The only comfort he has, is going up in smoke.
As he draws another puff, looking cool.
So now smoke is your work mule?
It makes him feel good and lively up the mood.
Looked into his eyes and realized, there is no one their.
The eyes are the window to the soul.

This man is alive but is so cold, even to his own self.
Not all of the produce in the shop are sold off the shelf.
Time has expired, now he feels like he is garbage.
None perishable goods, what are you?
Don't loose your footing and try to join smoke.
Smoke raises high, and yes we are all going to die.
Some die looking for a pie in the sky.

AT THE BAZAAR

2008-01-03T09:43:00.000-08:00

My grandparents never let me miss a church bazaar
They would give me a ten dollar or twenty dollar
That is when the churches take part in the bizarre
Like selling alcohol and gambling games sexually explicit novels etc...
That's when a person could meet people who don't even go to church
The two main bazaar's were by the Catholic and Anglican church
They had the bigger denominations

Now the bazaar for me has a different meaning.
Instead of walking with money I am happy I learnt a few Psalms
The bazaar has gotten more bizarre than what I am used to
Instead of money in the wallet have to walk with a page out of the bible
When the tongue gets twisted and words are no more fluent
A little honey and clover with a page out of the bible goes well
It makes the words sweet and loosen up the tongue

I no longer feel up girls at the back of the church
I pay to watch them dance on stage
People really don't change, they just get better or worst at what they do
Going to the bazaar has just gotten a little more bizarre that's all

SUBJECTED TO JEALOUSY DUE TO EMOTIONS

2007-11-30T09:01:00.000-08:00

Watch me, a watch them, a watch me, a watch them, a watch me
A watch me watch, it' a matter of time, just watch.
Walking barefoot on the hot pitch, I saw my friend flash pass me on his donkey
Briefly he put grief in my heart, life's a bitch,
Until the donkey spread him out on the pitch

Sitting on the white wall, watching my friend doing tricks on his bike
Showing off because nobody else had a bike
So he is doing things we no like
He popped a wheelly behind a big truck, somebody called out to the truck driver
The truck stopped and hit one reverse gear, the rider and the bike no spare the spare

Playing in the school yard on the swing, my friend is older, swings higher than me
Man he swing and he swing and he swing, till the chain broke and he fly pass me
Walking to school barefoot, everybody else happy with their new shoes from America
Before you know it, shoes start deteriorate and break down till it dissolved in thin air

Every body back to square one, got to wait until next year to get another pair
See big women in the village fighting for man, win the fight and say so what she thief man
Can't wash, can't cook, can't clean, no want to work, now she a get bang from man
Watch me, a watch them, a watch me, a watch them, a watch me

A watch me watch, its a matter of time, just watch
Watch the emotions, watch the regular heart beat, watch the breathing
Watch the excitement, watch the thrill, watch the high and let down, watch the cheating
Don't blink, watch the watch a watch time with a steady emotion
One minute you're happy, next minute you're sad, good gone bad.
People are humans, emotion constantly in motion, master it like clockwork

A PLAY TOO MUCH

2007-11-11T08:46:00.000-08:00

Been playing and flirting with possibilities
They manifested themselves to others as capabilities.
It a gamble of prosperity, when someone says put your life on the line.
Some people actually want to see the jack jump out the box.
As the three bars flirt with disaster again, add little more money.
Stay out of jail cause people going think it's funny.
Some people want to prove the bluff.
Give out stuff that is rough and tough.
Just to see if you will back down, prove that you're just nothing but a clown.

The story of the underdog with the lion roar.
Hands down and heads touch the floor, the great one is adored.
By fans, haters and well wishers, spectators and inspectors.
Making money is fun because a play too much.
I do complain when am getting cheated, by God have some sympathy
Can't you see am trying here, give me some time before you start to compare.

I know I play too much, you want me to act serious.
Serious people either constipated or in jail for murder.
Just give me a chance for me it is no retreat no surrender.
I watch the wine in the glass playing, as it is swirled around.
The glass is on the table and a few men down.
The glass says, fragile handle with care.
Am just a child that plays too much.

THE HIGH LIFE

2007-11-11T08:24:00.000-08:00

Sitting on a big stone watching the rays of sunlight breaking the mountain top.
No clouds in sight, it's going to be an all day out, none stop.
Grab my cutlass heading through the brushes and bushes.
My dogs raise their heads, wag their tails, looking for the trail.
No shoes, no shirt, just a piece of pants, a go be me, jax spanner and ants.
Minor problem when that would be the only problem.

Mangoes up to my knees and snakes perched out on the gut banks.
Fruit flies fill the air, I take my two hands like god and wave them out the air.
Pass trough and look at the water breaking over the ledge.
I will drink but it is too cold to jump in, in this neck of the woods the heat has no power.
Agouties and rats rustle trough the bushes drives the dogs crazy.
Only today we are not hunting, just chilling and sight seeing.

Custard apple, grapefruit, oranges, sabacka, tangerine, yam, breadfruit, etc.
Banana trees that man have to climb, only to pick two bananas.
All was there before me, planted by slaves that left something behind for me.
Right between the breadfruit trees it had a huge stone next to a tangerine tree.
Laying down reaching trough the branches eating and spitting seeds in the air.
This is life without care, wish you were here.
Reids hill gut they called it, where we roast bread fruit, plant ganja, and de heart dey ya.

Between the two towering cliff sides with goats jumping around on the stones.
Too steep for plants to grow yet the goat them we follow.
I saw and heard big grown men bawl and say wha me a do ya, look how me a go dead ya.
No congestion, no pollution, no confusion, no over population, no exploitation, etc.,
Just all positive vibes, ital is vital, tranquility is sanity, everything is bless no stress.
Sitting on the park bench I see the junkies copping out.
I just close my eyes and black out.
When you see that ghost, it's just me visiting
Back to square one, nothing stays forever but am high on life.

Fourth Generation Slave

2007-09-12T08:54:00.000-07:00

Growing up as a fourth generation great great grandson of a slave
Back when sea island cotton was not the sea island cotton of my time
The cotton gin and the sugar plantation mills have not been saved
Yet I turn around and see forth generation slaves.
Still not owning their own, holding on to a legacy so hard to stray from

I see the chain in the form of money so light it feels like it's not there
The illusion, one pound of feather, is the same as one pound of lead
What happen to, give me freedom or give me death?
The sugar mills crumble the cotton gins fade away.
Our ancestors buried away and rotten away silently leaving way.
Somewhere in New York there is a dog worth 12 MILLION DOLLARS.

Yet your dignity is priceless and when your rendered useless guess what
The value of your dignity will still remain the same, to be cashed in by who?
Fall in line take your place, that's what you went to school for
What were you before you went to school, and what are you after you left school?
This class of the elite will take over from the last class of the elite
SLAVES THAT IS

PLease The Gods

2007-07-12T13:12:00.000-07:00

Some people work not knowing what they are working for but money.
After having the money and so much of it getting miserable and disagreeable.
Some work to pay bills then watch the action on the streets from window sills.
Some work to invest their money and loose every thing in the end.
Some give the church, only to receive empty promises in a sermon
If something is to manifest, let it be, don't lament on it.
As for me I work to pleas those who died to bring me here.

People say that it is crazy but it is the only way to see what am working for.
Money in the bank does not interest me, church oh well, all vices.
I buy a trinket, a bracelet, a ring, or help the unfortunate buy hard items.
All to pleas the gods Jewelry I don't even wear, they just remind me of a time and place.
A happy thought when times were good or better than previous.
A reminder now what my grandparents or great grandparents would have loved.

The things they sacrifice themselves out of so I could manifest.
The unselfish act of what I work for is mine and all mine, I will loose my mind.
Their must be an incentive a driving force, a love for something other than money.
When the balance is complete money will flow because the environment is right.
Money making all boils down to the proper environment if the spirits are not happy.
All because you have been ungrateful and selfish money will come with nothing else.

When the sun sets and the lights goes out I smile at the bracelet I bought my dead grand mother.
Just like the cross some safe keep for Jesus, am safekeeping for her.
If the cross was too heavy for Jesus to bare, why should I try to prove am stronger than him?
Bo go carry your own load, me grand mother no eat so me could eat.
I have respect the way people disown their own for you, while others benefit in your name.
I look and laugh at the blood that never washes away.

KINSALE FISHERMEN

2007-05-01T13:23:00.000-07:00

Had the opportunity to fish and shoot with some of the best on the island.
We shoot and fish all around the island, even practice on land.
I more liked shooting, it was way more exciting, compared to sitting in a boat.
I could remember starting out grooting up my belly on stones.
Start out shooting at the knees, then the waist, then the chest, the rest is deep sea.
I am from trials but I shoot out of Kinsale, or between Kinsale and Gingoes.

Use to come home from school gather my gear, walk to the nearest shore i felt like.
Cast out my float, put on my flippers, wash out my glass, load my gun and jump in.
Started with a wood gun till i got one of my fathers ready made fishing gun.
My mother nearly went crazy but she was raising a man, she left men to GOD.
Always shoot with the load on the last groove just in case of sharks.
Some guys wait to see them, then load up, not me, if my chest is going to be sore, let it be.
Always pictured a shark swimming off with one my legs, but never told anyone.
Kinsale men shoot from Wapping to Gingoes, Gingoes men shoot to old crusher.

South men shoot from crusher up to Ogarros, after that you need a boat.
Sometimes we all meet up and walk past Ogarro's to barracuda bank.
Got my boat around 14, had my own crew of experience and inexperience members.
That's when we started to shoot and fish under roaches and Long Ground, the Mecca.
Around cow and calf, mother rock, going up to black burn airport.
Twenty foot waves and more, that's when the fun begins
Sometimes calm like wax on the water, that's when it is most boring,
So rich with marine life, you would never want to sit in a boat with a line.

Unless of course sharks are in the water, especially after the movie JAWS.
I see man sit on big stone and not coming off even when the boat on the stone with him.
We looked out for each other shooting takes team work.
Whether shooting sharks, sting rays, Barracudas, octopus, or Congo.
We even bring back boat loads of goat, a goat fish them be.
Sometimes police down there waiting on the boat to come in.
All the dangers we took we never lost a man, we lost boats but not men.

Team work plays such a vital role when odds are against you.
Nobody fights like fishermen, once your in the water things change.
Talk to one of my friends the other day, he told me.
"Montserrat nice a, now fish dey"
Sitting at my work desk, working 2.15 am Yeah Montserrat nice.
All now we would be shooting with a light on a car tube.
Night fishing or shooting is the best,
I still think compared to north men, Kinsale is the best.
Looking to go back one day to rectify that, only New York air clog up my lungs.

It is like ridding a bike once you get back on it is second nature.
North men always accused us of stealing their fish out of their pots.
Me no know bout that. Them just jealous we catch more fish than them.
All the experience I have had fishing and shooting with these guys, team work pays off.
It was and still is the Montserrat equivalent to IRAQ.
When you dive more than your lungs can take and need help getting to the surface.
Someone was always there.

Montserrat The Way The Caribbean Used To Be

2007-04-16T22:46:00.000-07:00

Was that when we were subjugated to slavery or little after that?
Is that the time when the white Jesus was in everywhere on the walls?
How the Caribbean use to be before black people got independent for themselves?
I still hear this slang
Montserrat, the way the Caribbean used to be.
People no longer see in black and white people see in color.
Montserrat the way the Caribbean used to be?
What the @#$% does that mean?

We come so far and we want to go back where we use to be?
What was the point of moving in the first place?
Montserrat the way the Caribbean used to be
Tourist leggo on our men and women, children too.
How the @#$% the Caribbean used to be?

When the Queen's picture was everywhere
And some people think the Queen doesn't shit?
When on the Queen's birthday men dress up in uniforms of subjugation
Shooting guns into the air.
The way the Caribbean used to be, meant my grandparents could not read or write?
Montserrat the way the Caribbean used to be.
Those who don't know their history are bound to repeat it.
The house Nigger today seams to be benefiting from the illiterate.

Montserrat the way the Caribbean used to be,
So how is the Caribbean now, and where is everybody else now?
When the volcano blow where did we run to?
Everywhere, where the Caribbean was not to be.
While we gone back to Montserrat the way the Caribbean used to be.
It burns my heart the people that are voted into power by the illiterates
Seeing not they need to move forward.

Montserrat the way the Caribbean used to be before airport and seaport.
A things like this makes people disenfranchise themselves.
A things like this makes some people think them Jamaican.
Montserrat the way the Caribbean used to be.
With people like you in power
I can see why you want Montserrat the way the Caribbean used to be.
Everybody around you is getting smarter than you.
Can't teach an old dog new tricks.

KEEP HOPE ALIVE PLAY AN INSTRUMENT

2007-03-29T11:03:00.000-07:00

Reveal your feelings, emotions, inspirations and get into yourself.
The coffee and tea, only hold in the depression.
It does not make you sweat it out.
Then you have to go to the gym, to feel good about yourself.
Next morning the boss says..
"Hey get some more coffee and wake up out of your depression."
Do you really need this shit?
I don't drink coffee it makes your head hard.

When the day is done, play some music, dance and try to sing.
Be happy by yourself, find a peace of mind.
Let people say you are selfish.
Just because you want to be happy with yourself.

There is a drown boy in the ring, tra, la, la, la, la, that is me.
The coolly man house on fire, the coolly man run away.
If you know the song forward it to me please.
After work I go back to my primary school days, am young again,
I will always remain innocent.
Tinty tinty paloma oka, leader bunker zidity out.

Copyright © 2003 Eze Bongo

MONTSERRATIAN HONOR

2007-03-29T09:43:00.000-07:00

My name matters not to me, it is the dignity of my country.
You will know my name, yet you would still wonder, from where?
Then I would have to explain, the obvious and the unexplained.
No man is an island, no man is himself, something comes from somewhere.
It could be right here, every where, over there or out there.

REPRESENTATION
Representation, representing and presenting
Preservation of ancestral knowledge.
The recreation of our evolution, from slaves to present situation.
Building legacy after legacy, to obtain, retain and maintain committed.

HONORING
To honor the dead and the living, is nourishing
That's why we flourishing, unrelenting.
Small island people with big EGO, a no so it fu go?
We humble but we nar go get abuse and mumble.
If we have to rumble, we a go rumble.

VOLCANIC
Some people say "oh this is tragic," some panic and some say "terrific."
A chance to explore new shore and avenues, closed because of revenues.
Evacuation with compensation
Some called it sell out for others it was their way out.
Equal opportunity with a level playing field, some get a good start.
Some get a bad start, some no get no start and some just get fart.

HONOR
America's most wanted.
Scotland Yard and FBI we have none of these in Montserrat.
We should not intend to get our own division in Montserrat.
That lies in the hand of us the Montserrat PEOPLE.
Honoring your actions and reactions, will create immaculate creations.
The weakness of a chain is measured by the weakest link.
Nothing to prove, ha a must be you that.