Bully Terror on 14 Fiorenza!
“It demands great spiritual resilience not to hate the hater whose foot is on your neck, and an even greater miracle of perception and charity not to teach your child to hate." -James Baldwin-

#Praying and striving to get and be better than all this Bully Torture!  So much to share for the greater good of humanity. No human should have to endure what this Psycho Wicko Bully has dealt for his own racist personal vendetta hate.  More poems to come. This was my 5th poem.  Stress Relief!

Today I’m so angry I could scream, is this a nightmare or are humans this mean?

Building character, rising above, love your enemy our God says from above, 

I want to be obedient, but I’m failing the test, please Lord Jesus you know this is a colossal mess.  Pathological hate borne out of disdain for the brown hue,

It could be your sister, your daughter, your momma even you,

What a pity this is not a dream,

Cuz real life bully terror resides on 14, Fiorenza, Fiorenza! (Recite 2X)

My life’s paradigm is not use to beastly encounters,

Because my earthly dad taught me to be benevolent to everyone from a janitor

To the President of the United States,

I bet dad couldn’t imagine his baby girl being abused with JeffCrow’s hate.

To my earthly dad and God above, I thank you for the years you gave me so much love,

I thank you for you for the years you gave me so much love. 

One things for sure, life ‘ll never be the same,

Cuz I’m haunted  by a bully who lives to play wicked games. 

He says he does this forever and

His wife boasts, do  you know who I am,

But honestly God, I’m so numb, I no longer give a damn.

I’m ready for full scale war with whatever they bring, even if it’s  Hitler and J Edgar Hoover’s vile sting.  

I am trying to do it with your spiritual armor but sometimes I lose sight

 And have visions of kicking his asset in a brutal fist fight.  

His fear factor fraud squad are nothing but flunky fakes,

Cuz the sell their own sistah to be on the take, (Recite 2X) 

House and Field, ain’t much have change,

The more we push for civility, the more things remain the same.

My gangsta proclivity says the beast and me need just one, one hour,

Cuz I rather go down with courage than die a coward (Recite 2X)

Lord, you’ve never failed me, thy will be done,

Cuz ultimately I know it’s your battle, Cuz, I can’t  do it alone (Recite 2X)