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They don’t care,
if your monthly car, mortgage, utility bills,
credit card payments, a loan you’re paying back
your father inlaw has always been on time,
or if.

You didn’t see the no parking or stop sign.
Can’t afford a cap on your cracked front tooth,
so it doesn’t have to be extracted, or that.

You’re sending your child to a private school,
cause of a hearing problem born with.

They don’t care.
You're driving an eighteen-year-old car, or that. 
It just about turned over this morning, or the toilet 
backed up, you water heater’s has a slow leak, and 
is gonna need to be replaced soon, before it bursts 
and floods the basement.

They don’t care.
That person riding the same bus as you each morning,
working next to you ten years on the job,
sitting in the dentist’s waiting their turn to be tortured.
The policeman that pulled you over.
The bank that holds your montages.
The utility company that, thanks you each month,
on your bill, for being a prompt paying customer.
The purser at your child’s school.

They don’t care, they just don’t care!

Premium Member Live Your Dream

you must build a dream team to live your dream and the captain should not be your brother-inlaw.  your 5% normal mental competency should be increased to ah hundred percent..negate energy on wasted time spent and hence move forward, do not internalize doubt and hearsay..hearsay said einstein can't get through high school.  develop your own rules.  to live your dream you must have a dream team, even the lone ranger had tonto.

Inlaws

Blood sucking leeches
They suck until you're blue
Robbing nectar from your peaches
From the day you say I do

They believe you want to fit in
Boy are they mistaken
You would rather swallow phlegm 
Than eat the family bacon

To the females, you are prey
To the men, a face to lecture
Derived from a good lay
Preceded by a nice gesture

Once referred to as an outlaw
Rather than Inlaw, you see
Blinded to the stupidity I saw
They laughed hysterically 

It's just how the cookie crumbles
After my third rodeo
Every player fumbles
No matter how great the throw


"enough Death"

The last six years death has followed me...
Took my dad so fast and now he's free...
Three more went by as we caught our breath...
My sister succumbed to cancer, too young for death...
Another three went by as we gathered our feet...
Yet that dark hand came again and took my brother-inlaw
from his seat...
I don't pray that much and that I will try to fix...
Because death needs to find another road to have its kicks..
Now that this family has seen its share of pain, hope this 
dark cloud of death can bow its head in shame...

To My Inlaw the Outlaw

"I recognized the rainbow
in the night when
you were waiting for
the sun to rise on the
dark side of the moon.

When I was a kid, the sun
would melt the pavement
on the way to school,
hot, shifting colors on
the slickened road.

And today the black pools
in the swamp said the
same thing: forbidden joy.

Morning is in the eyes
of your children and
the tiny roots are moving
into the soil.

Love I Have For You My Mother - Inlaw

You have been a Mother
I have never had
The Mother who cares
The Mother who shares

I know at times we
Don't see eye to eye
But to live by your side
I walk with pride

You showed me love
Even from above
I can't speak the words
So I should go unheard

But to write for you
That's what I will do
To prove the love
I have for you

I am deeply sorry
If I have hurt you
I hope and pray
We don't stay this way

So we can be a family
The one I long for 
The one I'm scared of 
The one from above

Please understand
Where you stand
As a Mother so grand
I'm sorry for the past

You are one who cares
How can I say the words
To cover the hurt?


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