Its Not You

The morning started off with a bang there are just something’s that you cannot understand, principle or freedom, deprivation or celebration the deception slowly fades away. The man next-door stood underneath the tree crouching behind the wall with naked backs and his pants dropping down exposing his red wire underwear and a naked stomach looking cold a bare. He was texting something from his phone and silently mumbling something underneath his breath and occasionally glanced at me. I kept sweeping the gutter as the regular traffic rolled swiftly down the street and passengers shouting from the corner about the social order; the car speed down the street and the man kept texting underneath the tree; he suddenly disappeared and the wind blow a very thin air kicking up the dust far and near but I carried on. The early morning traffic began to swells as they tried desperately to get water out of the well, it was getting deeper; than one could think everything was flowing to the brim. His mind was swimming above the floor; he was asking to be released from the closed door. His cronies were just in time to save him from the final dip into the precipit. They stretched him out on the floor and perform resuscitation and brought him back to life. Friends and company can reduce the heat and synergy can change your heartbeat and make your day complete. But the Italian red wine is one of the kinds, the French said that you can have a glass of it whenever you dine; California white wine is package in boxes and Jamaican the white rum will make you have fun. The Mexican Tequila will force you to pick up the gun and the old Griffin Blended Scotch Whiskey will burn your gum; the alcohol content is very strong so drink in moderation and don’t go to the sky until your mind is clear and you are complete out of the woods. When you get the votes you must gather the people and start to shout and if you have some extra change to spend, gather the people and feed them with Buffalo wings and ceasar salad on the deck; it is buffet style eat and drink all that you have got. Go three miles out on sea and spend the time with coworkers’ friends and company. And when the fun is done go back to the shore; relax for a while and get straight back to work. This has nothing to do with you; you are walking in someone else’s shoe. This thing has nothing to do with you so get out of the way before the gangs come after you. It’s Not You.