I had the famous pleasure of meeting Jed Lawrence at last year’s STR.CRD expo
acclaimed as one of Africa’s most talented b-boys, Jed and his crew, Ubuntu B-boys kick the truth on what it means to be part of a collective whole, the whole that is us, and how small excursions like the art of break dancing, can connect a man with his true infinite essence, the essence of creation, the recognition that we are for each other what we are for ourselves, Ubuntu… The word!
I wrote a verse to sum up how I relate to these words myself, how parkour has been an edifice in reflection of my greater being:
I’m a problem, insolvent, my resolve is a fortress
I’m no-less a man than the next, just less restless
I know more of this plan, yet still clueless
as the truth-is, cut on the teeth of the ruthless
so secluded, you race towards vivid lucid delusions.
intrusive decisions made on a blade
prayed for and by your labour’s pain
in the past, your vision shall remain
maimed lives remain preserved in a cry
you cry and lie and lie and try and die
I fly
I fly
I fly
I fly and fly…
with no how, who, no when or what or why
just a where
where is everything, that lies not beneath the sky