MARY MOTHER OF GOD
PETER WAS BRILLIANT WHEN HE SAID YOU KNOW COCOA YOU BE SUPRISED HOW MUCH SCUM YOU COULD GET RID OF FOR A LITTLE PIECE OF MONEY FIGHTING OVER THAT STASH BUBBA LEFT WITH MA ON MORENO DRIVE THE COVERNUP WAS LAUNDERING THE STASH WIRH MY TRAUMATIC BRAIN INJURY CLAIM BRILLIANT PETER GARGANO HE KNEW HE COULD GET RID OF CIRO MY EX ABUSER AND THE JAMAICAN SKANK THEY SHARED YES INDEED I'M USE TO PAYING A LITTLE EXTRA TO GET RID OF TRASH I FEEL BLESSED 48 THOUSAND OF MONIES FROM MY DEATH EMBEZZLED FROM MY TRAUMATIC BRAIN INJURY CLAIM CIRO GARGANO IMPERSONATING PETER JHORE IMPERSONATING ME TOGETHER EXTORTING MY TRAUMATIC BRAIN INJURY CLAIM AFTER MY INJURIES SHE BEGAN BLACKMAILING MY ABUSIVE EX HUSBAND TO SUPPORT HER AND HER MOTHER WITH MY PERSONAL INJURY CLAIM COMPLETELY DEVESTATING THEN BUT NOW I REALLY RESPECT MY ABUSIVE EX HUSBAND FOR TRULY KNOWING WHEN TO PULL THE PLUG ON THIS HORRID ATTACK ON HIS FAMILY I AM HAPPY OUT OF THE 48 THOUSAND IT WAS ENOUGH TO GET RID OF GARGANO TOO CERTAINLY A BUBBAS BARBECUE MOMENT GOD BLESS AMERICA
TRULY NOLAN PEST CONTROL
GETS RID OF BED BUGS FLEAS
ROACHES RATS IRONICALLY THE CRIME
BOSS OF FORT MYERS FLORIDA
I AM UNIMPRESSED BY GARGANO
THE PARKING LOT GUY SCORING
LOT LIZARDS BEHIND BUBBAS
BARBECUE PIT INSTEAD OF EATING
FRESH LOBSTER IN MAINE
CERTAINLY NOT IMPRESSED
BY TEARING DOWN PARADISE
TO PUT UP A PARKING LOT
FOR SPECIAL AGENT ALLEN KING
TO CREATE DATA BREACHES OFF
THE RECORD FOR THE MAFIA
MY PRAYERS ARE ALWAYS
WITH MY ENEMIES WHICH IS
WHY I SHARED PETER GARGANO
THE PHOTO I CAPTURED ON A
NATURE'S HIKE WITH MY CHILDREN
WHO WONDERED OFF DEEP INTO THE
WOODS SO DEEP INTO THE WOODS
DAY TURNED INTO NIGHT RIGHT BEFORE
OUR EYES 11 AM BECAME 11 AT NIGHT
THE TREES CLOSED UP LIKE IN THE
BRAHMAS AND THE TREES WILL CLAP
THEIR HANDS IN THAT MOMENT TOTAL
FEAR AS I SCREAMED AT GOD HIMSELF
THESE ARE NOT MY EYES WHY IS THE
LAND CRYING WAILS BEGAN
FLOODING MY SPACE THE WAILS FROM
PEOPLE LYNCHED IN THE SOUTH REMAINED
IN THESE WOODS THE FLESH BECAME
WOODROCK EMBEDDED WITHIN THE TREES
THESE TREES ARE IN PERMANENT MOURNING
OF THE DEPARTED WHO NEVER GOT A
PROPER BURIAL I FOLLOWED THESE WAILS
AS THE WOODEN STUMPS MOVED AROUND
AS APOSTLES WITH RED EYES OF KKK
AS I WITNESSED YELLOW AND WHITE FLOWERS
BLOOMING BEFORE MINE EYES AS THE STUMPS
KNEELED UNDER THE TREE OF AN ANCIENT NATIVE
AMERICAN MAN HANGING FROM THAT TREE
HIS INSIDES CUT OUT HIS INTESTINS WERE
VISIBLE HE SHOOK REACHING FOR ME TO
HELP HIM I THOUGHT HOW HE HAS BEEN
HANGING FOR ATLEAST TWO HUNDRED
YEARS FROM HIS CLOTHES I REALIZED
HE WASN'T ASKING ME TO HELP HIS
FLESH HE WAS ASKING ME TO HELP
HIS SPIRIT BE LIFTED INTO HEAVEN
DEEP INTO THE WOODS WHERE THE
ALLIGATORS GATHERED ALONGSIDE
THE HILLSBOROUGH RIVER RIGHT
OFF 301 AS I KNEELED PRAYING
THE ROSARY FATHER THESE ARE
NOT THINE EYES WHY IS THE LAND
CRYING THERE SHOULD BE GOODNESS
IN TRUTH FATHER WHY ARE YOU SHOWING
ME THIS WHEN MY CHILDREN ARE LOST
ON AN ALLIGATOR INFESTED
RIVER A LYNCHING BURIAL GROUND
WHERE CATTLE RANCHERS TRANSPORTED
DECEASED SLAVES AFRICAN AMERICANS
TO BE TOSSED IN THE RIVER WITH THE
ALIGATORS THEIR FINALLY RESTING
PLACE WAS DEEP INTO THE WOODS
ALONGSIDE THE RIVER INTO THE SWAMPS
A PLACE SO EVIL THAT IT REMAINS PITCH
BLACK AT 11 AM HOLY CATHOLIC MASS
IT WAS THEN MARY APPEARED HOOVERING
ABOVE THESE YELLOW FLOWERS I CAPTURED
THE PHOTO OF THIS ANGEILIC MOTHER MARY
AND SNAPPED THE PHOTO I WAS SO
GRATEFUL THE WOODS OPENED AS MINE
EYES WITNESSED SOULS BEING LIFTED
FROM THE TREES FROM THAT HAUNTED
HELL EARTH IT WAS MARY SHE ANSWERED MY
CRIES TO SAVE MY CHILDREN FROM
THE ALLIGATORS FROM THIS HISTORIC PLACE
OF HATRED THE DRAGGED HUMAIN BEING
AND HUNG THEM IN THE WOOD KNOWING
ALL TREES ARE GODS CREATION MAKING
THEM ALL RELATED TO THE SAME WOODED
CROSS WHEN JESUS WAS PERSECUTED
FOR HAVING BRONZE FEET HAIR LIKE MINE
AND SPREADING THE GOSPEL JOHN THE
GOSPEL OF HIS FATHER I TOLD THE CHILDREN
FOLLOW THE YELLOW FLOWERS TO ME
DO NOT WALK INTO THE GREEN WATERS
THEY THOUGHT WAS BEAUTIFUL GRASS
THEY NEVER SEEN BEFORE BUT IT WAS
THE MERKY WATERS ALIGATORS HOME
A LYNCHING BURIAL GROUND SOULS CRIED
TO MY SPIRIT I THOUGHT I MUST DEVELOP
THESE PHOTOS FAST WHEN I DID I REALIZED
MARY WAS IN WOOD NOT HOOVERING BUT
IN WOOD REMINDING ME OF THE TRUE PURPOSE
HER SON JESUS ON THE WOODEN CROSS
THE GLORIOUS MYSTERY WHEN I SHARED MY
PHOTO OF MARY IN WOOD TO PETER GARGANO
ONLY BECAUSE I BELIEVED HE WAS A MAN
OF FAITH A KNIGHTS OF COLUMBUS BEHIND
THAT COSTUME WAS A KNIGHTS OF THE KKK
HIS GREED DECIDED TO RACKETEER MY
SPIRITUAL BLESSING FROM GOD HIMSELF
SEEING AMERICA'S LYNCHING IN THE SOUTH
THROUGH THE EYES OF MY BLIND CHEROKEE
ITALIAN IRISH GRANDMOTHER BURIED AT
BUR OAKS CIVIL RIGHTS CEMETERY IN CHICAGO
PETER GARGANO SAUGHT REVENGE AGAINST
MY LOVED ONES UNEARTHING UNDER HIS
HOLDING COMPANY SHEER HIS GREED HIS
HATRED ATTEMPTING TO DECIEVE GOD IN
DOING SO COMMITING THEE UNPARDONABLE
SIN AGAINST THE HOLY SPIRIT I CONTINUED
MY CRUSADE OF SPEADING THE GOSPEL OF
WHAT MY CHILDREN AND I HAD WITNESSED I
BEGAN SENDING THE FOTO OF MARY IN WOOD
TO ARCH BISHOP'S AROUND THE WORLD
INCLUDING ROME DI VATICAN MOST REVEREND
ARCH BISHOP JEROME LISTEIKI MOST OF ALL
MOST REVEREND ARCH BISHOP CARDINAL
FRANCIS GEROGE OF ST IGNATIUS WHERE MY
FATHER GRADUATED FROM BAPTISED HOLY
COMMUNION SAME AS ME OUR LADY OF
THE GARDENS I SHARED THE FOTOS IN WOOD
WITH MOST REVEREND CARDINAL FRANCIS
GEORGE HE PRAYED FOR MY FAMILY
UNEARTHED IN BUR OAKS HE PRAYED FOR MY
CHILDREN LOST AND FOUND IN THE WOODS
ON THAT BURIAL GROUND ON HIS DEATHBED
THE WARM SPRING APRIL I REMEMBER AT HIS
FUNERAL THE FLOWERS WERE ARRANGED
IN HOLY ORDER EXACTLY AS MY FOTO OF
MARY IN WOOD YELLOW AND WHITE
FLOWERS I REALIZED WE TOO WERE SPIRITUALLY
CONNECTED THROUGH MY GRANDFATHER
SERVING IN ROME WW11 PROTECTING
ST JOHN XXIII HE HAD ALSO KNEELED
AT THE BED OF MOTHER MARY AND MARTHA
SENDING LETTERS TO MI NONA 1944 VICTORY
AWARDED AFRICAN EUROPEAN MIDDLE EASTERN
MEDAL THIS ENRAGED PETER THE MOST
THAT MY SPIRIT IS SEATED ON THE RIGHT
HAND OF THE FATHER HE ACTUALLY BELIEVED
THAT ONLY WHITES KNIGHT GOD WHICH
GAVE HIM HIGHIEST POWER OVER THE
SOULS OF AFRICAN AMERICAN PEOPLE
HE WAS A GRAND WIZARD KKK IN
KNIGHTS OF COLUMBUS CONSUME
HE BELIEVED HE COULD TRICK GOD
BY IMITATING MY IDENTITY WITH AN
ILLEGAL JAMAICAN IMMIGRANT ASSASIN
PETER LIED TO GOD AND THE HOLY SPIRIT
HE TRIED TO TRICK THE ARCH DIOCESE
NOT KNOWING THE GLOBAL ARCH DIOCESE
PRAYS WITH ME AS I WALK THROUGH
POSESSION PRIEST PROTECT ME FROM
PETER GARGANO HATE CRIMES AGAINST
MY DECEASED LOVED ONES THE DECEASED
HUMAN BEINGS LEFT IN THAT DARK PLACE
DEEP INTO THE WOODS ALONGSIDE
301 HILLSBOUROUGH RIVER PETER GARGANO
KNIGHTS OF KKK HATED MY FAMILY INCLUDING
MY DECEASED LOVED ONES BURIED IN
BUR OAKS CEMETERY HE CONTINUED TO TAUNT
ME WITH HIS IMPOSTER JAMAICAN ILLEGAL
IMMIGRANT IDENTITY FRAUD JHORE IMITATING
ME TO DECIEVE THE KNIGHTS OF COLUMBUS
TO DECIEVE THE GLOBAL ARCH DIOCESE MY
FATHERS REMAINED WERE UNEARTH AND
TOSSED ON CICERO THROUGH MY
NONNA'S BLIND EYES I'D WITNESSED
THE ULTIMATE CRUELTY AGAINST HUMAN
REMAINS BY GARGANO MY SPIRITUAL SELF
SURVIVED PURE HATRED PURE EVIL BY
PETER GARGANO I REALIZED HE NEVER
REALLY KNEW GOD OR THE HOLY SPIRIT
HE WAS APART OF AMERICAS LYNCHING
MY FULL ALL ARMOUR OF GOD PROTECTED ME
BY SIMPLY WALKING BY FAITH NOT BY SIGHT
THANKS BE TO GOD
HOLY MARY MOTHER OF GOD PRAY
FOR OUR SINNERS NOW AND AT
THEE HOUR OF OUR DEATH AMEN
IN LOVING MEMORY OF MOST
REVEREND CARDINAL FRANCIS GEORGE
MAY PEACE ALWAYS BE WITH YOUR SPIRIT
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