28 | The Writer • April 2020
I
It’s early morning in San
Francisco’s Tenderloin
District, misty and cold.
Hypodermic needles and
food wrappers litter the
streets. Two men in
ragged clothing scream at
each other on a corner
across from an outdoor
vegetable market, and one
flashes a knife.
Williams is the author of nine
books, including When the Struggle is
Real: O.G. Rev’s Hip Hop Prayers &
Meditations. “The roots of hip hop lie
in the message that the people in
Africa injected into our bloodstream
and sent over the Atlantic as a sur-
vival system,” he says. “Hip hop is the
spiritual expression of the African-
American people, and, now, to people
from all kinds of backgrounds. Words
are medicine for the most desperate
and dire situations.”
He carries a small notebook with
him to jot down the “word pictures”
that come to him as he’s walking the
streets. “If I see the glint of anger in
someone’s eye, I try to capture it in the
moment, using the first words that
come to me,” he explains. “If I try to
remember reflections, flavors, and sen-
sations later, I find that they’ve lost
their initial fire.”
Williams grew up in Asbury Park,
New Jersey, captivated by Harlem
Renaissance writers Langston Hughes,
Countee Cullen, James Johnson, and
Arna Bontemps. “Oh my goodness,
“WORDS ARE MEDICINE FOR
THE MOST DESPERATE AND
DIRE SITUATIONS.”
A group of men shivers on the side-
walk. People in business suits holding
briefcases stride past them. Students
clutch smartphones on their way to
classes, and tourists walk by with eyes
fixed on their maps.
One man stops – a large man in a
black Oakland A’s hat, with a beaded
wooden rosary draped over his hooded
sweatshirt – and recites a verse from a
hip-hop poem, a prayer he’s written
just for the men.
He’s the Reverend Harry Louis
Williams II, known in Oakland and
the Tenderloin as OG Rev. For the
past two decades, he’s walked the
poorest neighborhoods in the city,
connecting with people through
poetry and prose. His ministry is
clear, writ large on his website:
If you’re looking for a preacher
to just dance, holler and enter-
tain church people, that’s not
me. I’m trying to bring this
world to pimps, hustlers, gang
bangers, meth addicts, at risk
kids, crack slangers and prison-
ers of the state.