The first song on my Jukebox to play (I pretty much keep it on random) was Lauryn Hill's Forgive them Father from her album, The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill. I miss the Fugees but I'm glad that Lauryn's done good.

But it's sort of prophetic when the first song I hear in the morning is kind of an answer to a situation I've been dealing with off and on. And it's a better answer than the song that was running through my head when I woke up: Nine Inch Nails' The Wretched.

If you've never heard this song, read all of the lyrics. It kinda works like a poem and a spoken word piece woven together, but it's pretty good. And then, if you can, find this song. I didn't care for the whole album but there are five tracks that are still on the Jukebox, though I could do without out the little end sessions of random people talking about love. Sounds kinda like a Bible study but...*shrug* I could do without....

[Featuring Shelly Thunder]
[Shelly Thunder]
Forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those that trespass against us
Although them again we will never never never trust
Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!
Them not know what them do
Big out to yi while I'm stickin like glue
Fling, skin, grin while them plotting for you, true!
[singing]
Forgive them father for they know not what they do
(Me nah tellin them no more)
Forgive them father for they know not what they do
(Be real, them not a clue!)
Beware the false motives of others
Be careful of those who pretend to be brothers
And you never suppose it's those who are closest to you
To you
They say all the right things, to gain their position
Then use your kindness as their ammunition
to shoot you down in the name of amibition, they do
Ohhh
Forgive them father for they know not what they do
Forgive them father for they know not what they do
[rapping]
Why every Indian wanna be the chief?
Feed a man 'til he full and he still want beef
Give me grief, try to tief off my piece
Why for you to increase, I must decrease?
If I treat you kindly, does it mean that I'm weak?
You hear me speak and think I won't take it to the streets
I know enough cats that don't turn the other cheek
But I try to keep it civilized like Menelik
and other African czars, observing stars with war scars
Get yours in this capitalistic system
So many caught or got bought you can't list them
How you gonna idolize the missing?
To survive is to stay alive in the face of opposition
even when they comin, gunnin I stand position
L's known the mission since conception
Let's free the people from deception
If you looking for the answers then you gotta ask the questions
And when I let go, my voice echoes through the ghetto
Sick of men trying to pull strings like Geppetto
Why black people always be the ones to settle?
March through these streets like Soweto, uhh
[singing]
Like Cain and Abel, Caesar and Brutus
Jesus and Judus, backstabbers do this
Forgive them father for they know not what they do
Forgive them father for they know not what they do
It took me a little while to discover
Wolves in sheep coats who pretend to be lovers
Men who lack conscience will even lie to themselves, to themselves
A friend once said, and I found to be true
that everyday people, they lie to God too
So what makes you think, that they won't lie to you?
Forgive them father for they know not what they do
(Forgive dem, forgive dem)
Forgive them father for they know not what they do
(Forgive dem, forgive dem)
[Shelly Thunder]
Gwan like dem love while dem rip you to shreds
Trample pon yuh heart and lef yuh fi dead
Dem a-yuh friend who yuh depen pon from way back when
but if you, gi dem yuh back dem yuh mus meet yuh end
Dem not know what dem do do
Dem not know what dem do do
Dem not know, dem not know, dem not know, dem not know
Dem not know what dem do do
(Forgive them father, forgive them father...)