I poured the tea into the cups
and it was on. The clock made a
noise and we drunk our tea with
a fight. As some women yelled out
watch her son. But I don't have a mind too like I used to when I was younger. Now I just try to keep
alive. So me and the other tea drinker
go outside. And we see a shadow of
a lady and a little boy with a type
recorder. But he is just sitting in there
and he is a great kid just super but.
where is his family. So I ask him what happened and he tells me he got away
from his family and he been here alone in my building.
And all the older people walk around
blaming me and why?
They all won't say but what is it
that's got at them like that
And how can I learn about
the truth.
if the people think I am a problem
because they want others to do
for there's they don't even
care about me the little one
why?
I don't know but they need to stop
coming at me saying she talking to him
meaning my boyfriend or why?
She not on street corner. Well I did work and over worked back in the
day so went I got sick I would be ok but. I wish I could but why? is it
that they think I should know all that
they do I don't I am not in there business. Like they at my throat
An it pains me to know that other
people in this day and age want to
bother us just to lie to other family
members why they like doing that
or coming pass my house an yelling at my building you don't have a social
life when in fact I am retired in a
pandemic and I cry because y'all
act like I got to be taken through
something and I can not be without
knowing the truth about the situation.
Why so guy want to tell at the line
knowing I am not as well as I use to
be why are those others apart of there
private clubs not helping there lines.
Why they put them down about me
and walk away. When we all have worked out ass to the bone but they
didn't see it so they all act another
kind of way which is the wrong way
to be at someone who is trying to
be helpful to you. But there others
are to hopscotch about there remarks
and they hurt me and my name all
day long. But why stand at someone
who stopped to listen.
© Mash