pitter patter water splatter

I see tension in the face
my face

But come to the group therapy
Don’t call it therapy
We
We who served
Gave everything
And what do we need

How about stability
You get a car you get a car you get a car
Thank U Opera
Now – let us switch it with a beautiful living space
Where we are growing with opportunity of wealth of life
The extreme contrast to that of our extreme lowest
Time
Time multiplied by times
Check your mind for wrecked specks of introspect
I would never do that shit again
Or i would always do that shit again
Let someone try to spin the thin tracks of how we are supposed to live and come back

For the chase of life is not without strife for those who have not a stitch of cloths they want to wear

But the necessities of what they have to do to just fair
Fair down the streets of the unfair
Not that we don’t work
Not that we don’t see
Not that there is just one or three
Hundred thousand
Million
Is there a billion who disappeared in just the continents who screamed one to the other over the resources needed for who to live life to the fullest

O.K.
Don’t troll on me
Don’t scroll me down
My contributions vast and profound
This is my family
Served and Serving
The eclectic mind that is not difficult to find
Less the experiences of broad band expanded in the heat of contraband

Lend me a hand
That is all i need
Your hand and my hand minus the greed to keep me down in the exploited sand
Traps your flaps for the grappling of more food for your table
Mine still bare
Care
Non-profits , profits, contractors – individuals with big money rockets
Top of the food chain
I am
Toppled
Into dirt with no seeds to flower

Hour after hour is the green still speculating red for the sweetest dreams when the pillows greet the head

Don’t awake mid nights flight for the right to be relieved
Bleeding in dreams streamed nightmares for change rearranged to survival maybe
Bring me a blanket
Warm and airy
So not to trap a boiling heat
Meet my feet that traveled to places you will never wish to go
134031 on march 13th 2018

today – we were there with LeiLani our writing coach and-Daughter of a (3War)Navy Veteran, Adam, Carlos, and Terre – all Army – Rick and Airforce2 that is AirForce as well Davora and me, the lowly Marine… arn’t we all – with high integrity and able (mostly) cheers – it has been awhile, and i have a few writings i did not post yet (stability is key, trying to get there from here… disabilities and skid row brings many blocks as well as the criminals who continue to get away with their crimes) but cheers to all who are civil

I am an artist – pleased to meetU – meet me at my art page-linked to this pic – hire me, a disabled Marine by buying my art: group 2day-was already in session

i came in when the group was in progress