What I think about this poem that Tupac wrote is, nothing. I mean to be honest I really don't think he had a point in this at all. He is or should I say was a great rapper so that was obviously just a very good line in a song. There of course probably is a meaning in it but then again I guess we will never know.
I think he was talking about his own dreams. You have to fight for something that is real and worth it, and that is exactly what he did. You can't give up on what you want to happen because you are the only person who can make it happen. I have a feeling that no one believed in him and his dreams except for him and looked what happened. He made it. There is this theory that if you don't have feet then you can't walk but the concrete rose he is speaking of did. You have to find your own path on only listen to your heart. You can't expect no one else to do the work for you or to get you where you want to be. You have to do it yourself. Depend on nothing and no one except you.
Have you ever heard people tell you "When you fall ,you need to back up"? Well that is exactly what he trying to say because you are always going to fall, when trying to reach where you want to be, and there is no guarantee that someone will be there to catch you. You can't stay down and give up. You have to try and try until it hurts and get back up. Even if you get a few bumps and bruises, even a couple scratches on the way. It's all part of the game! Tupac was one of the best artist the world had ever seen and his life ended so quickly but in the time he was here, he made it. He didn't give up or stop fighting for what he believed in. I didn't know him personally of course but i knew of him very well. He made a difference. His name is still mentioned to this day, that's a true long living hero.
" Funny it seems, but by keeping it;s dreams, it learned to breathe fresh air." One of the lines in that poem. He is pretty serious about this whole dream thing. You can't sop dreaming. Even if your dreams aren't good enough for anyone else. If they are good enough for you then they are perfect. Dreaming is ok. Now, what you do with those dreams is where you will go in life. I am not saying it will be easy because nothing comes easy but it's amazing how far hard work will take you. I may not be an expert about all this but I dream. Sometimes small. Sometimes big. We all do. Life is too short to not care. And he knows that no one believed in what he could do. He states that in this poem, but he did it anyway. '' Long live the rose that grew from concrete when no one else ever cared." It only matters if you care. The rest will just come along.
As I stated in my first paragraph, no matter how much we read this poem we will never truly understand what he meant by those words. What we are doing is speaking our words, sharing our voices. In the end no one Else's opinion matters. Just like ours wont make difference in this story but it's okay because we spoke and now it's only a matter of who will here us.
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