KRISTINA BOBBI BROWN IS DEAD - ANOTHER EPIC FAILURE ON THE PATH OF HOUSTON AND BOBBY FAMILY!

A Sad story to start off a week, don't you think? 

For those of you who don't know who she is. She is the only child of late WHITNEY HOUSTON and Bobby Brown. 

Their marriage - another tale for another day - was one fueled with drugs, abuses, alcohol etc and a bit of confused/blind love on the part of Whitney Houston.

Well, for those who think this is a condolence message, you are so wrong. I am outraged by the stupid and senseless death of this very young woman.

The Houston and Bobby family have both failed Whitney (may her soul rest in peace) and this young woman. I don't care whatever reason they have for just letting her live her life the way she did. It is so irresponsible of all of so called members of the family not to take a stand against a grieving girl and help her through the hard time.

Now she is gone-the only one important thing that WHITNEY asked of y'all, take care of my baby, yet you didn't deliver? Shame on y'all!

You all have failed - again! Just as you failed the mother when she cried for help and none of you listened! (Read my analysis of her song "LOOK TO YOU" on my blog, A CRY FOR HELP - wrote it months before her death).

Rest in Peace, little dove...and in the arms of the Lord and your beloveth Mother!

MOLTEN SADDNESS ( Excerpt)

A cosy but squelchy day it is.

A beautiful day for lovers as they walk and look into each other’s eyes saying all love and true words to each other.

It’s a day a lonely man walks along unnoticed, walked ‘cos no one really cares whether he has eaten or asks where his destination is.

It’s a day the old woman next door gazes out of the window into her world. It’s been years she saw them…fifteen solid sad years. Though it seems like yesterday, they promise to call but…hope everything.

A day the young couple downstairs shouts and yells at each other.

But the old woman doesn't mind at all, in fact, the young couple seems to be happy though they have been doing that for years. Her own life hadn't been like that at all. It was peaceful though tough….raising three boys with a love-full husband. Stephen was always been there for her; every Thanksgiving and Christmas was always an occasion to look forward to. Stephen always gets the big turkey while she stays home to take care of the boys. Their home isn't large but it was comfortable and homely. Anyone would love to return to it after a hard day’s work.

It is a day that the Chinese family few blocks away makes those funny noises, chatting away and singing those folk-songs about spring as a little Chinese girl plays the violin and plays pretty good too.

The puddles made by the rain runs across the road and pavement in a beautiful yet rare pattern.

A day the trees all gaze up to the sky and their leaves shed the after tear-drops of the rain.

The day a little lost puppy cries out ‘cos there’s no one to keep him warm and dry. It cries out to everyone…anyone who walks by but no one cares about a lost wet little creature. Poor lad, all he wants is a loving hand to keep him warm and dry in a cosy home.

A day a poor girl wraps herself up in her rags and sleeps peacefully on that long hard bench in the public park, as she pillows her head with her hands. Dreaming that someday she will grow up to be a beautiful maiden and a charming prince will come and rescue her from all her misery.

A day where three horrible and terrifying looking men in the big tunnel plan to rob the “BIG” bank; sitting round a croaked table with a big dirty paper in front of them, talking all at once.

It’s a day a woman finds out her husband have been unfaithful. Anger mixed with rage mixed with frustration and hatred forced her into precocious labour. Still clenching to the letter she found in her husband’s breast pocket written by another woman informing him about their new baby as she is rushed to the hospital.

A day a man sees no hope in his life. His dreams come crashing down every day he wakes up to see the sun setting.

A day a young lady had her life taken from her when she was diagnose of having cancer.

It’s a day the church bell preaches the good news of heaven to everyone who cares enough to listen.

Oh yes, it is a day that remembers the days!
A day that everyone will never ever forget!!
A day that never forgets the day!!!

Excerpt from my new book, 'Molten Saddness'
Real and True
Real Gentlehawk.

WHO YOU BE

Don't worry guys it's not grammatical, I know but how best can I express this specific thought I have in my head.

If you are from my side of the world, one way or the other, you would have been asked or probably heard someone asking someone or even you this question, "DO YOU KNOW I AM?" And the other party may answer, "WHO YOU BE?" (Okay! English translation, is "WHO ARE YOU?" Satisfy now, so can I go on? *eye rolling* gush!)

The truth be told, a lot of us walk around not knowing who we really are - and I mean REALLY IS! When asked this question, people mainly want to know who your father is and where you come from. They believe that knowing who your father is and where you are from, throws more light on your status, where you've been, what you are about or accomplish, blah-blah stuff like that.

Conversely, many have never even consider that thought and many of us simply go about with this feeling that I am JUST! Well, I am just a teacher, engineer, worker, janitor, doctor etc! 

Flash news people, we are much more than we think we are. We are much more than the jobs we do, the houses we live in, the cars we drive, friends we hang with, qualifications we have, all that nonsense by which the society define us. 

We are not JUST anybody. Oh dear! did I hear you say that I don't have this or that? Now listen and listen very, very carefully; material things or probably having the richest dad doesn't define who you are or better still the country or state doesn't have anything on you. Even animals don't think they are JUST ANIMALS. If you don't believe me approach a lion or a snake or even an unfamiliar dog.

Just the other day I was reading an article and coincidentally the music I was listening to was playing a track that reiterated this article. It was a story about a conversation between two birds. Here goes:

"Perched on a tree branch, two birds were observing passers-by rushing from one place to another. Looking at their faces, one bird asked the other, “Why is man so full of worries and cares?” The other bird answered, “Maybe they don’t have a heavenly Father like we do.” Shrugged their wings they both flew away.

I guess what I am trying to say is that, knowing who you are may and will definitely help you get ahead! Changes starts from the inside. It will motivate and even propel you into doing stuff you never thought you were capable of or also push you in taking decisions that will drastically change you and where you are. Don't worry about people, they will catch up with time (People could be very slow a times, if you get the point).

So "WHO YOU BE?"...

You alone have the answer to this question and getting it right, maybe as well, lead you to a path of discovering the amazing you. 

It isn't about arrogance but about taking pride in knowing who you are and what you stand for. What makes him or her so thick? It is not about the mistakes you have made but more about what lessons have I learnt from them? What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, right?

And so when you stand in front of the mirror and ask your reflection "WHO YOU BE?"

Answer yourself not in the light of what you can see but what you really are meant to be. 

Be true and real to you! 

And you will see amazing things happen for you.

Much love and signing out,

Real Gentlehawk