A Play by Maurice

Performance: July 2002
Youth Guidance Center, San Francisco


CHARACTERS: STUCK THE PIGEON
                                                         NO LOVE THE BLOCK
TIME: 2:11 PM
PLACE:
THE BLOCK; BLUE PROJECTS, HOUSES AND BUILDINGS-ALL LOOK ALIKE, DIRTY
AT RISE:
THE BLOCK IS MAD.  HE FOUND OUT WHAT STUCK IS PLANNING ON DOING.  THE BLOCK IS WAITING FOR THE PIGEON.
 


NO LOVE:

(TO HIMSELF)
LOYALTY BEFORE LOVE STRENGTHENS DEDICATION.  YOU COULD HAVE LOVE WITH NO LOYALTY, LET EMOTIONS GET IN THE WAY.  EMOTIONS BLOCK CLEAR DECISIONS.  LOYALTY IS A DIFFERENT KIND OF LOVE.  IT’S THE KIND OF LOVE WHERE THERE’S TRUST. 
 
(STUCK COMES IN)

STUCK:

WHAT’S UP?  NICE NIGHT.

NO LOVE: IT’S A NICE NIGHT FOR A LOT OF THINGS.  SEASONS CHANGE THE SAME WAY AS PIGEONS.
 
STUCK:

WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU?  IT’S GONNA BE A GOOD DAY TODAY.

NO LOVE:

WHY? WHAT YOU GOT IN MIND?

STUCK: A LOT OF THINGS.
NO LOVE: LET ME KNOW WHAT A LOT OF THINGS IS.
STUCK:

YOU’LL SEE WHEN IT HAPPENS.

NO LOVE: YOU GOT SOMETHING YOU WANT TO TELL ME?
STUCK: NO, WHY?  WHAT YOU WANT TO KNOW?
NO LOVE: I DON’T KNOW.  I JUST HEAR YOU GOT BIG THINGS GOING ON.
STUCK: NAW, JUST A LITTLE BIT OF NOTHIN’.  WHY?  WHY YOU ALL UP ON MY BACK?  WHAT YOU WANT CONFLICTS OR SOMETHING?
NO LOVE: I THINK YOU WANT THE CONFLICT.  I PUT YOU UNDER MY WING, TOOK CARE OF YOU, AND I HAD BIG PLANS FOR YOU.
STUCK: WHAT YOU TALKIN’ ABOUT?
NO LOVE:

YOU KNOW.

STUCK: NO, I DON’T.
NO LOVE: TALKIN’ ABOUT YOUR BIG CAPER.
STUCK:

SO, YOU KNOW ABOUT MY LICK.  IT’S CLEVER AIN’T IT.?  IT’S GOING TO PUT ME ON TOP.

NO LOVE:

WHEN WAS YOU GONNA TELL ME ABOUT THIS?

STUCK:

I DIDN’T KNOW I HAD TO TELL YOU.

NO LOVE:

YOU USUALLY DO.  YOU DOING IT ON MY TERRITORY.

STUCK: THIS IS YOUR TERRITORY, BUT YOU DON’T OWN THE TRUCK.
NO LOVE: YOU AIN’T GOT TO DO IT HERE.  YOU CAN ROB THE BREAD TRUCK SOMEWHERE ELSE.
STUCK: I CAN’T.  THIS THE PLACE I KNOW; BORN AND RAISED.  THIS MY HOME.  PLUS MY BROTHER IS DRIVIN’ THE TRUCK SO I’M GUARANTEED TO GET THE BREAD.
NO LOVE: I KNOW YOU NEED BREAD CAUSE YOU STRUGGLIN’.  YOU GOT NO FAMILY.  I’M THE CLOSEST THING TO FAMILY TO YOU.  WELL, WHY YOU GOT TO HATE ON MY DREAM?
STUCK: YOUR DREAM.  WHAT ABOUT MINE?  YOU BEEN AROUND FOR CENTURIES.  YOU SEEN STRUGGLE.  HOW MANY PIGEONS YOU SEE MAKE OUT WITH SOMETHING?   SO, WHAT YOU JUST THINK ABOUT YOURSELF NOW?  WHEN I’M GONE, WHEN I’M DEAD YOU STILL GONNA BE HERE.  SO, WHAT’S STOPPING YOU FROM GETTING YOUR GOAL THEN?
NO LOVE: NOTHIN’ BUT I WANT YOUR NAME TO BE ASSOCIATED WITH MY NAME.  WHEN PEOPLE THINK OF NO LOVE, THEY THINK OF STUCK THE PIGEON THAT WAS FROM THE BLOCK NO LOVE.  SO, I’M NOT JUST THINKING OF MYSELF I WAS THINKIN’ OF US.  YOUR DAD WAS FROM THIS BLOCK…
 
STUCK: DON’T BRING UP MY FAMILY.  THE REASON THEY DIED WAS CAUSE OF THEIR DEDICATION TO YOU.
 
NO LOVE: NO, YOU WRONG.  YOUR MOM DIED CAUSE OF HER DEDICATION TO YOU.  AND YOUR DAD DIED CUZ OF THE DEDICATION TO HIMSELF.
STUCK: (ANGRY)
WHAT ABOUT YUR PARENTS?!  NO NAME ALLEY WAY!  BACKSTREETS!  THAT ONLY GET USED FOR TRASH CANS AND PLACES FOR THE HOMELESS TO SLEEP.  YOUR FAMILY STUNK THE SMELL LIKE FECES.
NO LOVE: YOU THINK SMALL MINDED CAUSE HOW YOU WANT TO TURN THIS INTO WHOSE FAMILY IS WHAT.  BUT I’M TALKIN’ TO YOU ABOUT REALITY.
STUCK: WHAT YOU SAY ABOUT MY FAMILY ISN’T REALITY.  BUT WHAT I SAY ABOUT YOURS IS.
NO LOVE: OH REALLY?  TWO NOBODIES MADE A SOMEBODY.  HERE I AM; YOUR HOME.  I’M NOT TELLING YOU THIS TO HURT YOU, BUT ONLY TO HELP YOU.  BUT YOU REFUSE MY HELP.
STUCK: HELP.  THE ONLY HELP YOUR TRYIN’ TO GIVE IS TO HELP YOURSELF.  SO, THAT’S WHAT I’M GOING TO DO.  HELP MYSELF TO SOME BREAD.
NO LOVE: MAN, I WATCHED YOU GROW UP.  I WATCHED YOUR MOMS GIVE UP DIEDICATION TO ME, AND GIVE IT TO YOU.  AND I RESPECT HER FOR THAT.  WHAT SHE TRIED TO DO WAS TRY TO MAKE YOU GOOD.  YOU WAS OUT HERE; AND YOU WAS SLOWLY BREAKING HER HEART.  AND YOU DIDN’T EVEN KNOW IT.  WE USE TO TALK ME AND YOUR MOMS WHEN YOU WERE DOING BAD.  WOULDN’T COME HOME ON TIME AND SHE’D BE WORRIED ABOUT YOU.  SHE’D BE PRAYING TO GOD HOPING NOTHIN’ WOULD HAPPEN TO YOU…
STUCK: WHY YOU TELLING ME ALL THIS?  YOU KNOW THIS FOR YEARS.  NOW YOU WANT TO BRING IT UP LIKE IT GONNA CHANGE WHAT I’M GONNA DO OR SOMETHING.  I’M GONNA DO WHAT I WANT, NOT WHAT I CAN.  I BEEN DOING WHAT YOU WANTED ALL MY LIFE.
NO LOVE: I KNOW, BUT WHAT HAVE I DONE FOR YOU?  I GAVE YOU A HOME, SOME PLACE TO CALL YOUR OWN.  THIS YOUR SAFE ZONE, YOUR COMFORT ZONE.  NOW YOU INSULT ME WITH THIS BLATANT DISRESPECT.
STUCK: DISRESPECT.  IS YOU CRAZY?  YOU BRING UP MY FAMILY.  YOU BRING ALL THIS STUFF I DON’T EVEN KNOW ABOUT.  AND YOU TALKIN’ ABOUT DISRESPECT.  YOU TALKED TO MY MOM BEFORE SHE DIED.  I DON’T WANT TO HEAR ALL THAT.  I’M TALKIN’ ABOUT RIGHT NOW.  WE CAN’T DWELL ON THE PAST.  DON’T GET ME WRONG.  I DO LOVE MY MAMA.  IF SHE REALLY FELT THAT WAY SHE SHOULD OF TOLD ME.  BUT IT’S COMING FROM YOU.  IT MIGHT BE TRUE, BUT HOW CAN I TRUST YOU WHEN I CAN’T EVEN TRUST MYSELF.
NO LOVE: ALRIGHT WE AIN’T GOT TO DWELL ON THE PAST. CAUSE IF I JUDGED EVERYBODY BY THE PAST IT WOULDN’T BE RIGHT.  SO LET’S TALK ABOUT NOW.  LET’S BE REAL.  AND THIS IS REAL AS IT’S GONNA GET.  I NEED YOU AND YOU NEED ME.  I NEED YOU FOR YOUR LEADERSHIP, YOUR MOTIVATION AND DEDICATION.  AND YOU NEED ME FOR MY HOME, SUPPORT, SAFETY.  SO LET’S NOT BE BLIND TO OUR NEEDS BY YOU ROBBING THE BREAD TRUCK.  YOU HELPING YOURSELF BUT YOU HURTING ME.  YOU NEVER HEARD THAT SAYING ONE HAND WASHES THE OTHER.  THAT’S WHY WE GOT TO STICK TOGETHER AND HELP EACH OTHER WITH OUR GOALS.  MY GOAL IS TO BE THE MOST RESPECTABLE, TO HAVE THE MOST LOYALTY.  BY YOU ROBBING THE BREAD TRUCK YOU SCARING AWAY THE COMPANIES THAT SUPPLY THE STORE WHERE THE DEMANDERS GO.  YOU SCARE AWAY THE LOYAL CUSTOMERS THAT MAKE ME A NO NAME STREET TO A TOURIST ATTRACTION.  SO, YOU CAN’T DO THIS.  FOR ME.
STUCK: ME, ME, ME, ME.  THAT’S ALL YOU CARE ABOUT.  WHAT ABOUT ME?  WHAT ABOUT MY DREAM?  WHAT ABOUT ME REACHING THE DAMN TOP?  I’M TIRED.  TIRED OF SCRAMBLING FOR SCRAPS, TIRED OF SCRAMBLING FOR LEFT OVERS.  IT’S MY CHANCE TO MAKE IT OUT THE GHETTO.  MAYBE NOT ALL THE WAY, BUT IT WILL GIVE ME TIME TO RELAX.  I AIN’T GOT TO WORRY ABOUT WHERE I GET MY NEXT MEAL FROM.  AIN’T GOT TO FIGHT WITH ANOTHER PIGEON OVER THE FOOD.  YOU AIN’T GOT TO WORRY ABOUT FOOD CAUSE YOU AIN’T GOT TO EAT.  I’M HUNGRY EVERY DAY.  I’M STARVING LIKE A HOSTAGE.
NO LOVE: I’M TRYIN’ TO GIVE YOU AN OPPORTUNITY FOR POWER AND WITH POWER YOU GET ALL THE BREAD YOU NEED.  YOU TAKE THIS BLOCK, I WANT TO MAKE IT THE MOST KNOWN.  THIS THE BLOCK EVERYBODY WANT TO BE FROM.  YOU DO THAT NOT ONLY WILL I BE KNOWN, YOU’LL BE KNOWN.  LIKE I SAID BEFORE YOU’LL GAIN POWER, YOU’LL GET RESPECT.  WITH THOSE TWO THINGS ONLY ONE FOLLOWS.  THAT’S BREAD.  LET ME KNOW.  YOU GOT TO MAKE A CHOICE.  YOU CHOOSING.  BREAD FOR A HOT MINUTE AND NO HOME; OR A HOME, RESPECT, A NAME FOR YOURSELF AND BREAD.  SO, WHAT MAKE SENSE TO YOU?
STUCK: THE SECOND ONE SOUND BETTER OF COURSE, BUT IT JUST SEEM LIKE I’M A PON IN YOUR CHESS GAME.  WHICH IS PROBABLY TRUE AND I KNOW BY DOING WHAT I’M GOING TO DO I‘M GONNA LOSE A LOT OF THINGS.  BUT BY DOING WHAT YOU WANT IT BE LIKE WALKING IN SOMEONE ELSES DREAM.  MY WHOLE LIFE I BEEN WALKING IN SOMEBODY ELSES DREAM.  I’M GONNA CHANGE THAT TONIGHT CAUSE I’M GONNA MAKE MY DREAM COME TRUE.
 
(STUCK TURNS HIS BACK AND WALKS AWAY)

 
NO LOVE: WHERE YOU GOING?
(STUCK DOESN’T RESPOND.)
DON’T LEAVE.  I NEED YOU.  DON’T THINK ABOUT YOURSELF.  THINK ABOUT US.  I COULD HAVE BEEN…..I MEAN WE COULD HAVE BEEN BIG.  PLEASE STUCK!
 
(STUCK IS WAITING FOR THE TRUCK THAT NEVER SHOWS UP)
STUCK: MY WHOLE LIFE BEEN UP AND DOWN AND IT’S BEEN MORE DRAMA THAN SITCOMS AND TO BE A WITNESS IS TORTURE.
THE BELLY OF THE BEAST IS WHERE WE COME FROM,
A CORNER OF DEATH, GREED, AND STRUGGLE.
NO LIGHT, JUST A DARK VALLEY.
YOU SEE MOVEMENT IN THE SHADOWS,
 YOU HEAR WHISPERS AND CRY OF HELP.
BUT THEY ONLY GO SO FAR
THE BLACK HOLE.
ONCE YOU GO THROUGH YOU’LL NEVER BE THE SAME.
THE BELLY OF THE BEAST
WHERE DEATH IS LEAST OF YOUR WORRIES.
GET UP AT O-600
PUT ON YO GEAR, DON’T FORGET YO WEAPON
GO TO THE BLOCK OF DEATH.
YOU WALK THROUGH PUDDLES, TRASH, AND PEOPLE LAYING ON THE FLOOR IN BUNDLES OF BLANKETS.
ARE THEY DEAD?  YOU WOULD THINK SO IF THEY WEREN’T SHAKING FROM THE COLD AND RAIN THAT FELL.
IT’S LIKE WALKING IN THE BATTLE FIELDS.  IT IS THE BATTLE FIELDS.
A DANK AROMA CAN BE SMELLED FROM A GROUP OF YOUNGSTAS.  A BOTTLE IS PASSED AROUND.
THIS WHERE DEATH IS SOLD AT A LOW PRICE.  WHAT CAN YOU ASK FOR IN THE BELLY OF THE BEAST? 
HARD TIME GOT MY PEOPLE DOWN IN THE TRENCHES, FIGHT FOR ELBOW SPACE AND A PLACE TO CALL THEIR OWN AND IT’S SUCH A COLD WORLD.  WHERE WE’RE BORN IN THE BELLY OF THE BEAST AND ONLY ONE OR TWO MAKE IT OUT.
 
    The End.
   
     
     
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