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Dereck Rose
dereckrose
London, United Kingdom
Born on August 26, 1953.
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World : World Fusion
I am a self-contained artist who plays all the instruments on my songs, I love to collaborate with other fellow artists, there are some musicians who are not very computer literate, so I always give them a hand when they need it uploading their music.
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About Me
When Dereck Rose first went to Israel, he intended to stay there for Three months, but ended up staying five years. In the Holy Land he discovered who he was. Jamaican born Dereck came to England as a child and grew up in Brixton. He discovered his musical talent in church and at 16 bought his first guitar and taught himself to play it. His career in music took him to many countries, including the USA, Jamaica, Tunisia, France, Italy, Denmark and Germany. But it was in Israel that he came into his own as a musician and spiritual being. “I was drawn to Israel from my Sunday school days when I heard all the Stories that took place in Jerusalem, Bethlehem, Nazareth and all those Amazing places that the Bible speaks about”, says Dereck. “I felt I was Destined to go there” He spent a month with a friend who’d invited him to the country, then after feeling a great zealousness, he packed his bags, took his guitar and headed for Tel-Aviv where he bought a tent and lived on the beach for almost three months. It was in “Lifta”, a beautiful abandoned Arab village in a valley near Jerusalem, that he pitched his tent under a some fig trees and lived there for one year writing many of these beautiful songs. “It was a truly peaceful place with spring water that made me happy after I washed in it, and ancient stone houses”, says Dereck, who speaks reminiscently of cooking on open fires and washing his clothes in the spring. While busking one day, two guys asked him if he was interested i
MASTER PLAN VERSUS RELIGION   At the age of 19 my Mother moved from Dalvey, St Thomas to live in Kingston Jamaica where she shared an apartment 8-9 years with 2 other girls, one of them was my fathers cousin, so that’s how they met, though my mother described it as, “Claiming to visit his cousin every time he came, until he popped the question of marriage to her one day”, so they finally got married in August 1952, then she moved to Redlands in Clarendon and I was born the following year August 1953, until my father emigrated to London in 1955. Up until she met my father, she studied and learned how to be a seamstress, and...
THE WHOLE TRUTH AND NOTHING BUT THE TRUTH, SO HELP ME GOD.   SOME PEOPLE DON'T LIKE THE TRUTH BECAUSE IT HURTS, THE BIBLE SAYS; TRUTH SETS US FREE, SO IF YOU DONT LIKE IT, THEN YOU GO AND EXAMINE YOUR OWN SELVES. THE TRUTH I WANT TO TALK ABOUT IS SOMETHING ABOUT BLACK AMERICA, HOW A TROUBLED PEOPLE WHO BATTLED THROUGH SLAVERY, ONGOING RACISM AND WHITE AMERICAN OPPRESSION, ARE STILL TIED DOWN, SHACKLED, AND FETTERED TO THINK THAT CALLING THEIR ONE ANOTHER n***S, MOTHERf***ERS, DAWGS (DOGS), h** (WHORES) AND ALL KINDS OF NAMES ARE COOL. IF ANY FOOTBALLER CALLED THESE NAMES TO OTHER BLACK PLAYERS ON THE FIELD DURING A GAME, WE ALL KNOW TOO WELL WHAT WOULD ...
BUT IT DOESN'T MATTER NOW  

What grievousness and pain she endured
What strength and magnitude she possessed,
What love and blessings she had given and got,
The ups and downs of life, sometimes a living hell
But triumphantly, she had given up all for Messiah,
And now, she lay at peace with us, and ever so still,
secrets stolen from the living, lay buried
Until the judgement, never to be revealed
Only to the Maker all her secret works he knows,
Mother, we loved you,
But, it doesn't matter now we must still go on.

To look upon your empty mortal frame
Where once was soul and spirit, is the glory of God
As you lay...
 
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