Long Disability Poems
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On being emotionally bankrupt
Sentient beings distraught
psyche rent asunder
courtesy false accusations
heated words exchanged like gunfire
pox upon the house of Deborah Hunter,
a vicious vindictive
girlish looking septuagenarian woman
buzzfeeding unfounded conspiracy
that the missus steals packages
ever since we moved here
at Highland Manor Apartments
force core and seven years ago
July first two thousand and seventeen
thee wife accused
unfounded rumor circulated,
she brought in snakes
courtesy whom I hashtag snaggletooth
blind as a bat
mistook large make believe
as voracious very hungry,
albeit friendly stuffed caterpillars,
nevertheless possessing
an insatiable appetite
for rumor mongers
especially for bony thin
older bonnie lass
or similar facsimile thereof
such as a small number of tenants
housed here at above mentioned
low income low slung building
formerly an elementary school
repurposed many decades ago
into accommodations
mostly catering to senior citizens,
and/or those receiving
social security disability
the latter classification pertains
to yours truly,
a psychologically tuckered out
egalitarian, libertarian, nonsectarian,
sexagenarian, solitudinarian Unitarian
frazzled, grizzled,
and puzzled wordsmith
who knows not why the wife
singled out and bullied, hastled,
intimidated, and threatened
creating hostile living environment
impacting me
indirectly caught in the crosshairs
wishing upon a star
to acquire monetary resources
to hightail out of
insufferable toxic shock
system of the down
slipping into the behavioral sink
suffocating - impossible mission
to catch my breath
brainstorming for solution
while pitched upon
horns of a dilemma,
whereat I shout out
thru the corridors of time
calling Bull Moose and Rocky
my childhood fictitious cartoon heroes
to deliver salvation out the maws
of an untenable situation
threatening life and limb
hankering for life, liberty
and the pursuit
of happiness birthing
nirvana linkedin to soul asylum.
THANKING GOD REMEMBERING SENATOR BOB GRAHAM AFTER MY I BECAME DISABLED AT WORK FOR THE DEFENSE DEPARTMENT MACDILL AIRFORCE BASE I SPENT MY CAREER SERVING WORKING ON BASE I ALSO WORKED FOR THE BASE EXCHANGE BUT I RETIRED WITH A DISABILITY FOR THE DEFENSE DEPARTMENT MANY MILITARY WIVES WORKED FOR THE BX MY CALLING WAS FOR THE DEFENSE DEPARTMENT SO I LEFT THE BX AND CONTINUED MY EMPLOYMENT ON BASE FOR THE DEFENSE DEPARTMENT WHERE I HAD HANDS ON WITH RETIREES AND MILITARY FAMILIES I WAS SO HAPPY SO BLESSED UNTIL THEE ULTIMATE INJURY RESULTED IN A NERVOUS BREAKDOWN SENATOR BOB GRAHAM EEOC AND THE SUPREME COURT MERIT BOARD ALL ASSISTING ME BUT IT WAS BOB GRAHAM WHO FAUGHT FOR ME AS A DISABLED MOTHER OF 8HE WAS TRULY A GOD SEND I NEVER FORGOT SOME PEOPLE ARE CONFUSED THE BX IS A TOTALLY DIFFERENT SECTOR ON BASE IT HAD ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO DO WITH MY RETIRMENT I WASN'T WORKING FOR THE BX WHEN I WAS INJURY THESE RUMORS ARE FROM PETER GARGANO SENDING MEXICAN CARTEL TO RIP PAGES IN MY DIARY HACKING INTO MY DISABILITY MY SOCIAL SECURITY DISABILITY ATTEMPTING TO PERPUTRTATE FRAUD UPON.ME SENATOR BOB GRAHAM WAS RIGHT THEM LIKE I WAS HIS OWN DAUGHTER ALTHOUGH I ADORE THE BX BUT I DIDN'T RETIRE FROM THE BX I RETIRED FROM THE DEFENSE DEPARTMENT IT IS SAD THAT THE GARGANO FAMILY TRIED TO MARKET MY EMPLOYMENT MY DISABILITY MY PPETRY MY HUSBAND PURPLE HEART HONOR MY GRANDDAUGHTER HIGH HONORS A CENTRAL AEROSPACE ACADEMY WHERE MY HUSBAND AND AND HELPED ON THE SUN N FUN PROJECT HATRED ENVY RAGE FROM GARGANO AND HIS JHORES OF JAMAICA ILLEGAL IMMIGRANTS PERPUTRATING FRAUD UPON ME AND MY FAMILY
GOD BLESS AMERICA HE CARED ABOUT THE AMERICAN PEOPLE
THIS DATA BREACH ALLOWED HACKERS TO STEAL PERSONAL INFORMATION ACCORDDING TO THIS I HAVE SEVERAL COMPANIES CEO FOR CRHIST SAKE ON DISABILITY IN HIDING FROM TWO ABUSIVE SPOUSE HOWEVER THIS CRUELTY HAS GATHERED FALSE INFORMATION ADJUSTING BIRTHDATES FALSIFYING DOCUMENTS CHANGING NAMES ASDING FAKE ASDRESSES PHONE NUMBERS AS WELL WATCH THE SPELLING OF YOUR NAME I ALWAYS SIGN MY E TIRE NAME THE STUPID IMPOSTER USES INITIALS LIKE R KILLER R J TOWNSEND JOHNSON HENRY R DRUG DEALERS GATHERING BOTH MY ABUSI E EX HUSBANDS MERGING WITH ALL THE GIRLS FRIENDS THEY HAVE HAD FIR OTHER 3O YEARS ALSO MARTIN LUTHER KING DAUGHTER APART OFTHE IDENTITY FRAUD ONLY BY NAME I LEARNED WHEN PEOPLE FI D SO.EONE NAMED AFTER MARTIN LUTHER KI G DAUGHTER YOU BECOME A TARGET BY GODS GRACE I'M MARRIED TO A WAR HERO HAVEN'T USED A Y IF YOUR FRAUDULENT NAMES OF SHEER ENTRAPMENT BECAUSE CORRUPTION ALLOWED O E OF THIER OWN TO IMPERSONATE ME SGE EVEN TRIED TO IMPERSONATE ME WITH THE FEDERAL BUREAU OF INVESTIGATION ARLINGTON HEIGHTS ILLINOIS CHICAGO HEADQUARTERS AS SHE PERPATRATED FRAUD AGAINST A D BEGA. USI G MY NA.E ACTUALLY TAKING MY CHILDREN BIRTH CERTIFICATES TO CREATE IDENTIES THAT NEVER EVER HAD DRIVERS LICENSE FRAUD WASTE BEI G VIGIL YES INDEED MY NAME VERY POPULAR WITH SPANISH JOLANDA IOLANDA WELANDA ULANDA THE TWISTED NARRATORS ACTUALLY DILIBERTLY FALSIFY INFORMATION TO PUT IN A WEB IN ORDER COMMIT DATA BREACHES ACROSS AMERICAN .Y IMPOSTER BECAME. Y OLD IDENTITY JUST BY SLEEPING WIYH BOTH MY ABUSIVE EX HUSBANDS SHE THEN WENT AFTER MY SON IMPERSONATING HIS MOTHER SHE'S NOW YOLANDA ELIZABETH KING MARTIN LUTHER KING DECEASED DAUGHTER LITERALLY ATTEMPTI G TO HIDE UNDER MY DISABLED HUSBAND AND I ADVERTISING OUR ADDRESSBTO ALLOW MY ABUSE HUS
Sam Adams
Was born prematurely
Spent his first moments
In an incubator
Born with bad hearing
Bad vision
Bad teeth
And a speech impediment
And a learning disability
But he learned to cope
As he was a genius
Reading college level
In the second grade
When he was in high school
To overcome his fear
Of public speaking
He joined the debate team
His specialty was impromptu speaking
He found that he excelled
At making speeches on the fly
Overcoming his fears
Of public speaking along the way.
That is how Sam Adams
Learned to speak in public
Becoming a good speaker
In the end.
Based on a true story
Another Form of Slavery
A liberal perception of being free
Is creating a complete dependency
Population refuses to see
IAnother form of slavery
A sense of purpose, educate
Self respect will liberate
The walls come down, integrate
Erasing all the racism and hate
Government and the powers that be
Do not want equality
Thriving on class animosity
Another form of slavery
The media helps fuel the fire
No leadership that will inspire
Why not the peasants do inquire
Reporter just a gun for hire
No future that we can foresee
Criminal complicity
Dependency doesn’t set you free
Another form of slavery
Socialism never freed a nation
Only destruction of liberation
Worship government an obligation
Mentally incarceration
Now removed all liberty
No personal responsibility
Government dependency
Another form of slavery
When only a few are left employed
And the Constitution is destroyed
All incentive is null and void
Liberals will be overjoyed
Pride and purpose seek anonymity
Survival skills a memory
Life itself disability
Another form of slavery.
Where was your manual for me.
The mandatory rehabilitation.
Ignorance is bliss and you had built up frustration. Aggravation.
Where was your patience.
Waiting for the other shoe to drop contemplating.
we needed a manual for the situation.
That’s all i’m saying.
On the other hand where was the contribution.
lost for words at the amusement.
The alternative resolution.
Where was your manual for me.
The mandatory rehabilitation.
Ignorance is bliss and you had built up frustration. Aggravation.
Where was your patience.
should of said can you do a favor for me?
provide the struggle.
show her how hard you had to hustle.
what it’s like to get into a scuffle.
it’s all fun and games until you have to adapt.
you got work with what you have.
that you didn’t have apart of your craft.
it lacked and lagged.
Where was your manual for me.
The mandatory rehabilitation.
Ignorance is bliss and you had built up frustration. Aggravation.
Where was your patience.
if you were taught would of been a different story.
should have been given more.
what you had on your plate was more than you could afford.
GOT TO CHANGE THE CRAPPY WAYS
To all kinds of crappy individuals,
who think they are high and mighty.
I find them people with no principles
for they are really mean and slimy.
I was a disability specialist for years
analyzing and processing disability claims.
I heard claimants’ demands for hours
or their attorneys’; they could be profane.
They wanted the money they believed
they were entitled for paying the premiums.
The reason for delay, they could not perceive
and the fact their employer paid the premiums.
They said or screamed, “you don’t know anything”
and asked for the supervisor or manager.
I would say they would tell you the same thing,
so read the policy for we follow the same parameter.
Their attorneys would say I am an attorney,
like telling me I was nobody and they were better.
They would say I would sue you, like it would deter me.
I said, “go ahead and send it in with documents altogether”.
I would read them the provisions of the policy, why we
need documents and they would not even have a clue.
Appeared they were just concerned about their fees
without getting and reading the policy for a review.
Some of these claimants, they did not want to work.
They filed for disability benefits, as source of income.
Telling them they were not disabled, they were irked.
No disabling conditions to take advantage of the system.
To people full of crap, like rudeness and dishonesty.
Change the crappy ways that would not get anywhere.
I am not judgmental, I am telling with complete honesty.
Cut it out, meanness, nastiness would lead nowhere.
1/9/22 King-Size Bull Crap Poetry
Charles Messina
Used RhymeZone
As I look to 2023 I remember these,
Last three years taught me so many things.
I realize I am stronger than I thought.
I am braver than I know.
When I look in the mirror,
I see the face of courage.
The courage to never quit,
Even when I thought it was hopeless.
The knowledge of my strengths and weaknesses.
Through my blood, sweat and tears,
I have overcome this disability,
All because of a nasty little spider,
That literally brought me to my knees.
Hearing the words paraplegic was so scary.
Yet, I see the light and I realize,
The spider did not win.
I am a warrior.
I am a survivor.
I am walking.
So 2023 will indeed be a very good year for me.
I will finally be free,
Able to walk out of the same hospital,
Where my metal prison on wheels,
Guided me back in Jan. 2019.
Four dimensions, yet three in one,
Location, space and time,
X Y location, space around, and in time,
We don’t consider an X as without a Y really.
So quantum mechanics stand to floor,
The claim of the atom’s indivisibility,
Because there’s always the atom’s nucleus to consider,
For qualifying it to be the smallest thing we know on earth.
What’s time’s beginning is made of?
Can be minuscule,
That subtle ignition of structure,
Which formed life’s foundations,
Set joy and inclination,
That lit truth’s mandate to do the right.
I was in hell when I was young,
But time was a friend,
Let me speak even when I couldn’t form;
Credibility is on time’s side by time’s identity,
As time’s the only form that can claim credibility,
Without having acted or done, functioned,
Only having been, only having presumed
Because credibility is the essence of that configuration:
That’s why you need to be a friend of time,
Because time’s credible without you,
And time will give you life,
Time will not demand respect.
I have not changed my view of time,
With ages, triumphs and tragedies,
But time has changed its face to me:
More friendly, more gracious,
More amorous.
But I needed people on my side more,
More trust surrounding my disability,
Sociology was not once nice to me,
When time was on my doorstep.
However, I could say it was my fault,
More determination would’ve sufficed,
More belief in two of us, not individuality,
And more trust in asking emotionally,
About anything, the physical.
Time is truly physical, when it’s analysed,
Because physicists inquire into it resolutely,
And so I will always have that friend,
Which I made as a child of recondite contortion.
Amazing what difference
riel (real) money (not Fake)
in the Citizens Bank checking account
(thank you social security disability -
monthly dollop transient
peaceful easy feeling doth make),
I savor bliss courtesy
cache buffer affords,
cuz psyche temporarily
ceases to quake
analogous with cerebral
colliding tectonic plates
invariably colliding crashing
racket noggin make
kith to unbearable, intolerable,
execrable, abominable ache
I ardently welcome Ragnarok,
(final destruction of the world -
conflict between the Aesir and
powers of Hel led by Loki —
called also Twilight
of the Gods).
As ye correctly
surmise and conclude
lack of legal tender
(think unpaid bills)
finds yours truly
agonizingly to brood
fearing absolute, when
zero moolah triggers
potential impending homelessness
of one garden variety generic
gluten free, NON
GMO poetic dude,
and the misses,
which I cannot exclude
(yoked for life,
though she does prepare
exquisitely scrumptious food
for myself and boyz
zen (Barry) in the hood
to save face going
incognito donning lewd
wig trumpetting van
nitty, while Beethoven
rolls over in no playful mood
Nadia even aroused by nude
lady, yea possibly
demeanor logically misconstrued,
cuz yours truly haint prude
nor sex addicted fiend,
oh by the way please excuse rude
or inapropro material (see
previous poem Irrelevant boyhood
arcane flotsam and jetsam...) trued
toward tipping point quasi crude,
especially... nah to embarrassed
best for reading between lines viewed
courtesy regular unleaded followers.
Words to the wise
advantageous to relish
(don't forget) condom
mint and exercise
unfettered joie de vivre
as priceless prize
letting giddiness rise
within corporeal essence
exuding worry free guise.