TheOldBarn Posted February 3 I would see the Fedex Truck rolling its four wheels down the street, filled with packages from Amazon and think, a lot about all the inequality, the global economy must have gotten me down, its reshaped, its reconfigured, its tossed and churned my endive, Kale, spinach salad, and did I mention, I am a vegetarian. Fancy foot, free, the man, he says get a job, pay your rent, you lazy piece of trash, listening to rock and roll, with your long girly like hair, smoking the weed, and getting high Just cause you graduated with a mathematics degree and work for Wallstreet You bastard, its only money. Come with me now. Let us seek a better place. I'm stuck. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Fit2Serve Posted February 8 Long Arms of Love at the Nigerian Mission I saw you preach about Jesus, every day at the Mission. I saw you reach out to spread the Word of God and Jesus. And your arms were SO long, when you reached out and spoke about His love. But I didn't realize just how far you could reach under my covers and molest me when you "tucked me in" each night. Everyone's asleep now, except me, with your hand over my mouth, and the 9 year-old girl in the next bed who is too terrified to scream. Why do I quake now at the sight of your arms? Why won't the Church Elders stop this madness? Why do all the men lie to keep this horror happening? Your arms are long, and they are TERROR. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites