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The massive convoy of threats

Begins with Hyundai's my stalker fatal attraction 
rushing in front of our disabled vehicle then rams break 
hard causing us to panic my spouse and I both disabled 
this has cause severe discrimination and victimization 
persons of power plunging into traffic for wiseguys wannabe 
mobsters who were funding corruption abuse of power 
bitter because they wasn't able to extort my poetry our 
medical nor funds to care for aging mobsters bitter angry 
over old grudges gripes old disagreement so they set out 
for undesirable beings living on a fixed income writing 
poetry for therapy healing soothing for my traumatic brain 
injury support that's how it began I wore wires pregnant 
for the FBI over an arson murder of nine because of this the 
FBI they told me my life and my kids was in danger boy 
were they right killers violent offenders released targeted 
me only to find me broken mental ill brain injured I was 
in shambles a poor mom caring for nine children on 
a disability income what a blessings God sent me someone 
just like me we both have PTSD anxiety disorder 
panic attacks depression what a beautiful gift we are 
lifetime military of the purple heart American legions 
and Amvets for decades we've volunteered PTA at food banks 
the church special Olympics we also help building veterans
memorial parks in Florida donating countless hour of community 
service and love however this special criminal group created 
a data breach hacked into our lives through the hospital 
system gaining access to our personal information sending 
us threat convoys of violent drivers vehicles targeting us 
actually pulls in front of us making sure we read you're dead 
on plates threats because i worked for the FBI threatening 
my spouse for his medical insurance information it can be 
devastating we work hard serving Veterans and their families 
sending supplies to our troops deployed with gold star families 
cutting ribbons fir the Afghanistan memorial park wow and when 
a brother or sister dies motorcycles line the grounds in memory 
of the fallen i feel saddened that this criminal group literally 
attacked from inside our medical mental health and personal
information like Bin Laden or Atta Mohammed a certain 
fear knowing strangers are using your personal information 
for god knows what we are overwhelmed but the attorney 
general say's stay alert we are brave disabled Americans 
we are stalked terrorized daily but we have this great love he's 
my hero and I am his God bless America Please stop 
threatening intimidating our family I realize Ciro Gargano 
wants me dead because of the arson murders of nine 
I had no choice wearing wires pregnant for the FBI buying 
weapons and drugs to protect my children that was 1985 
he's been actually extorting my lively hood since 2003 when 
he arrived with my stalker obsessed with my poetry 
I'm not the greatest poet my poetry is for coping 
healing with the psychology emotional trauma 
of wearing wires pregnant watching the agent 
install wires to my wound I grieve I weep my soul
cries out for those who perished in the fires I 
could not save them my therapist told me there 
was nothing I could have done Gargano and his car 
bombers blew up my face because I contacted the 
FBI reported break ins threats over my own poetry
because I met Cicely Tyson as a child 1st grade 
she and Maya Angelo the best of friends Gargano 

was extorting me into silence I broke that silence 
in therapy and contacted the FBI this criminal group 
extorting embezzling racketeering my traumatic brain 
injury claim investing into properties God only knows
while I was this poor poverty stricken injured emotionally 
ill mother afraid of my shadow writing poetry fearful 
my brain will die traumatic brain injury a serious disease 
I receive injections every month nerve blocks for severe 
traumatic headaches frightened early stages of dementia
vertigo resulted in a fall broken my hip pelvis
 this criminal group began a severe identity fraud 
against me on my deathbed I pleaded please stop I hid 
from the terror an arsonist with my ex husband and this 
fatal attraction committing wire fraud cyber attacks bank
fraud mail fraud my desperate plea to special agent 
Leroy Heimbach special agent Paula Brand  
because dire need she installed the wires working 
undercover for years saving lives my life was spared 
I can't stay silent while they continue bullying me 
extorting my lively lastly my American poetry I wrote 
over 10 poems a day because of the brain trauma 
uncontrollably I didn't even proof read miss spelling 
words crying weeping expressing 
myself speaking out about PTSD traumatic brain injury 
healing support for years not to get rich but Ciro Gargano 
and my stalker became obsessed literally hiring an assassin 
to kill me in cold blood severe terrorists threats home 
invasions exploiting my medical personal information 
domestic terrorists attempting to extort my American 
poetry I continue to write distracting myself from ending 
my own life 2 decades these killers have been extorting 
my lively since I made that call to the FBI I can't stop 
writing poetry because I am Dead they murdered me 
i know that now if i go to a doctors appointment 
pharmacy i actually count over 100 threats on license 
plates from behind bars because Ciro Gargano 
controls the prison systems they send me death threats 
on my life and my children lives for wearing wires pregnant 
for the Fbi Ciro Gargano is very bitter he believes my 
wearing wires pregnant for the FBI would grant early 
release to a large amount of violent offenders who went 
to prison as a result of my wearing wires pregnant for the 
FBI he promised them that he could get them out of prison 
if they agree to harm bully intimidate threaten finally end 
my life I thank the disability rights helping me relocate 
getting the best care my god my god my god please stop 
harming my family STOP

PTSD
TRAUMATIC BRAIN INJURY 
DISABILTY RIGHTS OF
AMERICA

Copyright © Yolanda Nicholsen

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