Cover of Wild Wild West

ILLEGAL OPPRESSION

Moved down south thinking there’d be a change of life,
Started working, not thinking there’d be so much strife.
Not realizing there’d be so much hatred and jealousy,
So, I decided to separate and trust only my family.
Why is life so different from the north to the south?
Some people don’t even know how to shut their mouth.
Just want to work and do my job, earn some decent pay,
Then the bosses and some workers tried to mess with me.
Started one day, at work, heard Flip Flop laughing out loud,
Not realizing that she was heading my way, and was on the prowl.
The day before, at work, I was in the parking lot,
Loading my car, she approached me, rubbing her breast complaining as if she had a knot.
Kept complaining that she had a hurting pain in her chest,
All the while, trying to act seductive, while profusely rubbing her breast.
All the while I’m thinking, she needs to get the funk out my space,
Before I curse her out, haul off, and knock her right in the face.
I decided to be classy instead, do my job, and load my work,
But when I looked up Flip Flop was still standing there, with an ugly old smirk.
I then told her, “Get some Rolaids!”, and get the heck out my face,
Hopefully, she’d leave now, feeling totally out of place.
The next day, with my back turned, had my mind on my job, and my job on my mind,
This dumb broad picked up a tray and hit me right on my behind.
I then turned around and looked her dead in her face,
And thought, my goodness. “She’s the ugliest, in the human race.
She said to me, “I’ll bet you didn’t even know who even hit you?”
Nerve to still be smiling, as if, what she did was the normal thing to do.
I fussed her out, wishing later that I had used profanity,
Because she had her nerves, blatantly, to violate me.
I then looked her in the eyes, with a serious look on my face,
“Don’t you ever touch me again, or I’ll knock you right in the face.”
She walked away like a dog, as if she lost her sass,
All I wanted to do is haul off and kick her, right in the a..
If she’d have done that crap many years ago,
We’d dukin’ it out blow for blow.
I was still upset about what just happened, because it was so profound,
Reported what happened minutes later, when the boss came around.
She had the nerve to look at me, and turn her body around,
She then walked away, and her back was all of what I found.
I thought, “Isn’t this something, how people can get away with the things they do today,”
Boss just ignored me, didn’t care about what I had to say.
I experienced so much drama, and my earnings became thin,
I kept praying to God, “Please keep me sane and let the sun shine in.”
But, as time went on, things only got worse,
Seemed like the devil was alive, and I was nearly cursed.
Months went by and I was at work, when I was knocked into a ditch,
Never saw it coming, and I thought, “Oh my God! I was just hit.”
I went to the emergency room to complain about my aches and hurts.
I thank God I’m here now event though I was hurt,
I’m able to raise my kids, and not buried in the dirt.
So much kept happening to me that it seemed so eternal,
That I decided to jot things down, and keep a steady journal.
At work I had to put up with much crap and provocation,
That, any day, away from there, was a wonderful vacation.
See I’m the type that will go to work and really bust my a..,
Be a decent mother, and show that I have class.
Still trying to go to work, earn money, to take care of my family,
Tell me why are these devils are always trying to step to me.
The evil at work put me through so much stress,
I felt like behind my left shoulder, I was truly growing a breast.
One day, I got to the job, thinking I had to work,
Only to find out that I was off, jumped back in my car and gradually hit the dirt.
Tried my best to keep myself and family focused and very well grounded,
But this powerful organization is up and running, well known, and not newly founded.
At work, I felt uncomfortable and very weird,
That a co-worker had asked me where I lived.
I gave her a general answer, without being precise,
Because where I lived, was none of her biz, and that question wasn’t very nice.
Another time a co-worker’s car was parked at my mailbox, right outside my home,
I thought, “Who is this strange female, sitting in this car all alone.
Parked my car, walked to my box, just to get my mail,
Looked her right in the face, with the expression, “Girl, get out of here or I’ll call and send your butt to jail.”
Then at work, a strange female drove into the private parking lot,
Seeking business, stating that the front door was already locked.
My friends and I looked at each other and thought, “She’s got some balls!”
Driving up here on private property, as if she’s at some mall.
Well, my friend hooked her up inside, and then told her, “Have a good day,”
Only to find out later, she followed me home, while I was on my way.
As I drove slowly to the gate of my residential property,
In my car rearview mirror, I saw the same lady from my job, trying to follow me.
When she noticed that she’s required to have a code key or a keypad pin,
She then made a u-turn, hauled ass, because she knew she wasn’t getting in.
If she’d have followed right behind me and got on the property,
I’d lead her, and trap her with my car, and alert security.
I thought about writing a novel. That was my forte’,
But, why not deviate, express in poem form, the ugly things that came my way.
I’m not usually under the image of the, “Wild-Wild-West,”
When I’m pushed too far, and bought down low, I try to do my best.
As time went on, the boss was more evil and distant,
Got to a point work was scarce and very inconsistent.
Too often bumped heads with Flip Flop, in the restroom, before heading out to go do my job.
Usually, in the mirror or in a toilet stall, with the door slightly ajar.
Very often I’d use a public restroom away from the job,
It was such a relief when I walked down and out into the lob.
Got tired of Flip Flop clocking me, so, I had to curse her out,
Boss called us into his office, so we could talk, and try to iron things out.
Next, too often Flip Flop wore tight clothes, trying to often cut across my path,
Man and Woman make babies, Flop Flop, do the math.
One day I was in so much pain, I could not get out of bed,
Had to be quick, call out sick and pop a pain killer to my head.
Went to the doctor, for an MRI again and again,
Found out that my back injuries done gone and hit the fan.
Tried my best to fill out paperwork, in order to get compensation,
Not realizing that this task was not a vacation.
When I was knocked into a ditch, I sustained serious injuries,
Hopefully, surgery is not required and we’ll find other remedies.
Of course my supervisor wasn’t even sympathetic,
Instead her attitude was all too stink and pathetic.
I was out of work for several months,
This put me in a bind, and a deep ugly slump.
Had a hard time back to work, on limited duty and still be hired,
Boss told me that some workers will soon be fired.
All I could think is, “Am I one that has to go?”
I found out sooner than later, harassed so bad that I had to hit the door.
One day while driving away from my home,
Supervisor in her car around the corner, followed right behind me with a silly scarf on.
Followed right behind me, while I was preparing to make a left at the light,
At the last second, when the light turned green, I quickly made a right.
What made her think that she could play the detective?
All her moves show that she’s nothing but a reflective.
She had no control over the Clique at work,
What made her think that while looking at me, she was looking at a jerk?
I thought of all the evil things she’s done to me and can only nod,
I really need not worry, because sooner or later, she’ll have to answer to God.
She took the early retirement and decided to leave,
All I could think was, “Thank God! What a relief!”
I was all too happy. Couldn’t wait till the last day, that she had go,
To my surprise, she was replaced with someone worse, who was a harassing GI Joe.
GI Joe was a real habitual pain in the ass,
She worked oh so hard, to try to get me out real fast.
Too bad these folks can’t keep their hands to themselves,
To be annoying they’d slam doors, and be banging on the shelves.
They worked extra hard trying to shake my nerves and force me out,
Too often, I had headaches and pains. I know what the heck is this was about.
With so much happening and my car window busted out,
I packed up and moved my family, further out.
Well moving away, I thought the curse would be broken,
Only to find, my personal mail to be slightly opened.
Got so bad that my doctor put me out of work,
They showed me who was in charge, and that I could be jerked.
Too many times while leaving, driving away from my house,
I spotted SUV’s or vans follow me right out.
I’m not even receiving compensation,
I really don’t think they have authorization.
Too many times they trespassed onto my rental property,
Thinking that they were invisible, and that I couldn’t even see.
Seen with cameras taking pictures, trying to find something wrong,
Little did they know, that they were being watched, all night long.
Neighbors caught them spying, and threatened to call the police,
They would then drive away quickly, like dogs hopping away from flees.
Stalking and harassing is illegal to do,
Gave my lawyer the information, wonder what he’s going to do.
So much keeps happening, and now I find it not to be so strange,
Learned to realize, I must be careful, because jealousy and evil people can be quite deranged.
Thing that are happening are not coincidental to me,
This Clique is very evil rolling dangerously and free.
I am not too scared because I know that I am loved,
Because the Man upstairs has the last word. He’s right there, above.
Keep thinking you can keep doing evil and still get away,
Plans were made for you, you’ve made your bed, and that is how you’re going to lay.
I know the things I’m going through are evil and out of the norm,
Like an evil metamorphosis slowly taking form.
I tried to study on line trying to find a new and exciting hitch,
Seems like these demons, keep messing up my program, causing me problems. Isn’t that a b….
My guess is they’ll be locked up with some serious criminals some day,
Oh well! You made your bed, and this is how you’ll lay.
Some folks will do anything for a nickel or a dime,
Not realizing that the repercussions involve, doing some serious time.
The stalking dude in the white SUV, just wouldn’t let up,
He was around sundown, and even sun up.
Tell me how he tried to pull the old trick,
Put his plate on another vehicle, trying to be slick.
Just to make sure things didn’t get more hectic or even worse,
To the precinct I went, and reported this whole crazy verse.
All too often I spotted this white SUV,
He’d then quickly disappear because he knew, what he was doing was done illegally.
I’m not going to jump around, get crazy, and act melodramatic,
With two kids to raise, last I need is to jump and start panic.
Imagine raising two daughters, in fear and uncertainty,
With the devil nearby, snapping shots, all free Willy and Nilly.
With the goons always following me, all under a scope,
They need to know, that God has my back, and they’ll head down an infinite slope.
Because my family and I have suffered for too many years,
I know their reign is ending, and is so very near.
To be precise, the harassment started in 2006,
Anyone would think, “Damn, this lady is still standing, she must be one heck of a b….!”
I wondered why these punks were always one step ahead,
Then I realized they’ve probably been in my home and under my bed.
I’m telling the truth. This isn’t a fable,
Saw a man climb up my pole and install some cable.
I know this man had nothing to do with cable TV,
Because he had no ad on his truck, and looked very suspicious to me.
My laptop was missing ten screws, and that wasn’t even right,
The other five screws were not even screwed tight.
Some programs were removed and blocked, and I know it wasn’t me,
Must have been them goons, who are up on technology.
Just realizing that this was a prelude of what’s about to happen,
Kept my journal near, cause this was worth mapping.
One of my neighbors moved away, into a beautiful house,
Strange, the same night a strange old lady knocked on my door, as it was as quiet as a mouse.
Persistently knocking at my door, and asked to use a phone,
What in the heck is she doing back here, in the dark, all alone?
Told her I didn’t have a phone, so she’d proceed on,
Yes, she was their spy, being used a pawn.
This never happened before. I found it kind of strange,
She could be some killer or some crazy deranged.
Days later, a strange sister came knocking at my door, calling out my name, claiming she was out of gas,
The person, who gave her my name, was my last neighbor, who wasn’t thinking, and acted too fast.
Had to tell him, “Please, never send a stranger my way,
Because there may be some crazy deranged people around the way.
Yes, the stalkers were all over, parked on other’s properties,
Watching and waiting for me to roll, so that they could follow me.
All the while, I remained cool as these goons followed me,
I just know that this is not how it’s supposed to be.
At times I moved over, to let them pass me by,
Them, not knowing, that I followed them, with my suspicious eye.
Yes, I was writing as I rolled behind them, as they began to take flight,
I’m cool, but they’re too stupid, not having their stuff laid out right.
Can you imagine, them sleeping in their car, with crumpled clothes smelling like a hot mess,
Can you imagine when it’s time to use the restroom, disgusting, I confess.
If you think that following this native New Yorker is an easy thing to do,
You don’t even know that the eyes behind my head, are always watching you.
One night it was 3 A.M. and really very dark,
Neighbor’s dogs were out all night, on the prowl, and decided to continuously bark.
Near the house, heard some constant banging,
Decided to stay up and do some hanging.
My kid went to the bathroom at 3 A.M., expecting it to be as quiet as a mouse,
But, in the morning, she said she heard someone, quite near, moving around under the house.
No wonder, at times, while sitting at home, watching T.V.,
Up came the stench, of that distinct smell of weed.
They would go as far as, hang under my house,
This is what I get for moving down south.
At 7 A.M., drove off my residential ground,
My neighbor said less than 5 minutes later, near to my home, a large tree branch fell down.
I examined the branch and saw no rot,
Whoever was involved had a hell of a plot.
All of this is a segment of my information,
To read the rest, you’d have to be on vacation.
I moved my kids and I again, into a nice suite in town,
I knew that sooner or later, the goons might come around.
I did report my situation to some authorities,
What they said, nothing they could do,
Unless, harm comes to me.
While being out of work and disabled, for more than a year and a half,
At times I felt defeated, like a crippled, like a useless outcast.
I’m kind of worried, but I know I’ll be O.K.,
Sooner or later, God will step in, and lead us on our merry way.
I was hoping things would get better, but they only got worse,
They were next door to me, destructively, blowing up their fireworks.
I turned on my computer, to try to get on line,
Only to find that the hijackers spy ware, took total control of mine.
Not only my computer was hijacked, but my daughter’s was too,
“What’s going on? What the heck are we going to do?”
They tried to install a massive storage device,
These devils are evil, and are not very nice.
Doing their best to oppress my family,
Without even being obscure or even low key.
Can’t even turn on our computers, to even get on line,
Cause I still get warning pop-ups, informing me that they’re on my behind.
Too often I could hear them walking, close to my head,
Especially, when I’d turn on my computer, whenever I’d get out of bed.
It could be morning, night or even midday,
You could hear them walking hard, as if they were in a relay.
As I turned on my computer, I could see the virus warning signs,