Why do people ask?

Impossible inquirries,

I always think of the Beatles,

No narcississ half sister’s era,

Beatles had the perfect song,

Help I need somebody!

Help not anybody!


I hate quiters,

Quiters are defeators,

Predispotioned to fail,

They have set they minds to a negative brain set,

Like removing all knobs on the TV’s of my youth,

You will find these people every step in your life span,

A friend in Florida has been busy at fifty-nine talking herself into a nursing home,

She needs to ‘Not sleep all the time!

Stop taking the easy way out of Life!

Refuses to get up and walk,

Its not that she can’t,

She says she hurts too much!

Pain is part of life!

Life is gotten through!

I walk do all my chores,

No one holds my hand,

She worries she will loose her home,

She is under the assumption that she will get better and leave an institution!

Tells me I have the wrong something about nursing homes,


Then I think maybe she should loose all she loves,

Give away her cat,

Its like she really doesn’t value,

Cat is not a possession,

Furpeople are family,

A home is a possession,

I get it at least once every six months someone begging for something,

If I had the money I would cover my windows, have a trash can,have my car fixed,get my lower plate,get a toilet seat,

Fix my babies that need to get fixed,

Then help my friend who was placed on disability by the fucking Catholic hospital she works for,

Worked for in Waterloo until temporary placed on disability,

Never wrote up,

Worked for fifteen years in ER,

Worked last five years all night long on a cane

A cane!

Fifteen years every week overtime!

Working mom!

Disabiled husband!

Two children!

Not the American dream!

I am blessed I found this rare find in Walmart’s parking lot!

What a amazing friend,

Board out of wedlock,

Amish mom,

Piece of dirt father,

Left in a doorway of an ophanage!

Five-thirty am Quasqueton,Geese are going bye,

Teddi and Chester have been in here,

They need my help,

Hungry kitty babies,

Its July the end is nearing,

Summer started in May,

Locus predict frost in two weeks,

Now flocks if geese flying by,

We need to think less of self and more of We,

The world money grubbers care nothing fir the health if our home,

Mother Earth wed don’t need more ostrages with our heads buried in the sand!

We sadly have way romany republicans,

Still living safely tucked in the world run by the lying Asshole trump!

My folks were republican,

That party needs to be cleaned out,

Make room for people who actually see the mess the world us in!

Well J don’t have the luxury if doing nothing ir if sleeping my life away,

Don’t ever ask for help!

Thats unattractive!

Because I’m not thinking ‘sure!’

I’m thinking find another sucker!

Third flight of geese just flew over,

Well got to rise,

Published by Val's Whitewolf Books

Val's Whitewolf Media Anchor PodCast. I write here on WordPress. I believe that everyone should tell their story and that every book is a learning tool that will help those of us who are writers become better at our craft.I'm learning plus becoming more confident as an empath its important to share and touch with my heart others harmed by others words. I sell books on Pango.

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