This poem is about my experiences being employed at a movie theater and security companies in New York and Los Angeles under the circumstances of being homeless. Just to let Sandie and Ladybaby know things are running a little more smoothly at MSC-South Shelter. Of course, Mrs. Catherine Alvarez and friend are quite upset with me because I am putting her business on the net. I do not mean to be vicious. I am not spreading lies like Mrs. Alvarez. I am simply stating what she told me. You may not agree with what I am doing yet I strongly feel; that I am standing up for my rights.
WISE
Cineplex Odeon, John Mandel, Service Link, Dale, D.O.A.R, Burns, Landsdale and Barton: A movie company and whole list of security companies. I could not help being so wise. I saw through your pathological lies-horse manure surrounded by swirling flies.
No more will my eyes cry. You wanted my pockets to be dry. You wanted me to give up and lie down to die. I was wise; I did not eat your poisonous pie. Propaganda was multiplying like a kite in the dark sky. Jesus! They are slandering my name. I wanted to cry. My only crime was that I was homeless. So as a human you all thought I was less. But know God will always bless. I am quietly wise, so do not mess. I will never rest. I will fight to the end doing my best.
Cineplex Odeon, could I help that your promoted manager was a drug addict? He was a hopless fanatic. You want to bet who had stolen funds from your movie attic? It’s the homeless girl! That’s what you spread about in the world. I was the perfect scapegoat. So I slept in the theater, but I did not seal anybody’s damn coat! They were stealing left and right; they were the ones buying that huge boat. It was a sad joke.They were the ones drinking all your Coke. I never spoke. But I am speaking now! You dumb fat cow! All of you will reap what you sow!
Security companies, I am wise. The police department saw through your rap sheet run out black dyes. Your fable stories have holes, so they are asking you why? Could I help that I am honest and sincere? I was caught up in barbed wire like a deer. I took not a damn thing! I swear. Can’t you tell by the clothes I wear? It is always a setup that I have to bear. The truth you do not want anyone to hear. I am wise. I did no crimes, so you can’t send me to jail.
Therefore, I did not need any money for bail. But, you know what? All of you can go to hell! I am wise because I sized up all of your lies.
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