The newest commissioned Destroyer
USS Lenah Higbee
Is coming to San Deigo
Not a warship
Nor a flight deck
But the one with the really big guns
After the demise of Richard
Which caught on fire
While in dock and just a few yards
From downtown San Diego
They are getting a brand new
Upgrade with the latest's technology
And huge gun power
No need for Tome Cruise to land on this one
She can take care of herself.
Newly commissioned on the East side
She is traveling to the West.
To set up shop where she is needed.
Those pesky Asians might attempt
To creep across the Pacific again
But really she is at a good place
To disappear into the night
And pop up anywhere she is needed
Included off Europe
Her guns can out do most
Of the older ones
And she is named after a woman!
Lets hope she does not get
Court martialed for something
Stupid such as associating with the wrong type
And did I mention
I walked past another dead body
Last week while I was trying to get
To the Marina where the ferry
Is located I walkead past a man
Laying on the ground near the train station
He had two bicycle cops standing over him
They waited till I got past
But I looked back anyways
They lifted his hand in the air
And his head fell back on to the ground
Just fell asleep on the sidewalk
And never awoke again
There have been so many of them
Not all of them from the Pandemic
But it is a life and death matter
To be forced outside
Where the elements are never nice
How are the new arrivals
Going to fare?
I hear they have new accommodations
As the old ones are already full to capacity
They even shut down the Golden Hall
Temporary cot shelter
There are so many people
Coming from outside and to a place
That does not have enough resources
It looks pretty but it is not the same
Place as my youth
When there were real neighborhoods
Not fly over cul de sacs
With no grocery stores
Nor libraries or police stations
Every neighborhood had its own group
Who knew the community and policed it
Even the librarians knew if you were at the wrong
Place as your family were looking
For you at another one
They have been shut down as well.
Where are they going to go
And how are they going to get out of here?
I understand a group of them
Were bussed to the airport
I cant even go to the airport
Without reason
Everyone is suspicious, nowadays
What are they going to do out there?
Set up tents on the runways?
The Mayor was supposed to speak
At the local POW WOW
As an Alaskan and other descendant
He at least has a connection
I was too ill to attend again
I used to be part of the community
But they don't want real Indians
Anymore, they prefer them blond and blue eyes
Such as Suzanna and Jimmy or Candance
They need us old timers
But want to look good for the public
They dont even wear authentic customs
But those silly things one can by at the dollar store
Where have all the Indians gone?
I was told to go back to England
On the boat I arrived on by an African
The Africans forget how they arrived
Only that they are here to stay
And they don't want us to get in their way.
They are the real Americans.
We can just get lost.
I stood in shock for a moment
And then slowly told the female
That my people had not come by boat
She was angry at me for talking back
How did we get here then by plane?
No dear, we were already here
When the British arrived
And the Germans
Who brought their friends with them.
I am not racist nor discriminatory
But I do hate the german mind set
Of assuming they are superior
Even though they have lost almost every war
They have engaged in
Including hte ones with Africa
They thought they would take it over
Anda run it as a business
Instead they got into too much trouble
Had to have help to get out
The Natives were restless
And preferred things they way they were
Instead they deported the groups
They did not like to America
Where the German or ultra white
Landowners made preemptive strikes
On them through rape and torture
They were wrong of course
And the rest of us have been
Paying the cost of the new arrivals
We are not needed nor wanted
Even by our own people
I am still waiting for the clinic
To acknowledge me as a patient
Instead of a mentally ill man
Who cant figure out he is neither
A doctor nor priest
Jimmy is going to get
Into over his head
And then that will be his end.
This is what I have always been told.
I am still waiting but no holding my breath.
Those christians who want thier way
No government or authorities
Have to explain where all the dead bodies
Are going to be taken care of
Because they cant remain on the street
Nor buried in the back yards.
They just want to have their way
But never think of how to get it done
Causing so much trouble and over what
Nothing but stupidity
Such as taking someone else medicine
And then explaining they are insane
Lisa never will be forgiven
And her family the Gordons
Have been warned off
But they don't want to listen.
100-year anniversary at Liberty Station
Which was taken over for the military barracks
After it was also a deposit zone
For those who arrived by wagon train
Only to have no place to go
They could not go home
For the most part
There were a lot of murders along
The way from Saint Louis
The starting point of many of them.
No where to go and no way back.
The met the Pacific ocean
And can go no further.
But to hell, as so many of them
Are going to die anyways.
Those shoulder rubbers
Dont understand it is not a race
Between themselves and somone else
But a race against time and the devil.
Where in the end only a third will survive.
Bless the new lady arrival
Into a port of Navy men.
Where my relatives have already been
I had one grandpa spend two wars
Fighting in the Pacific
But another ones grandfather
Arrive for the Civil war
Not a slave state
The Union deployed
Men to protect the state
During the uprising on the east.
My great -great grandfather
Learned about canons on the bluffs
Here in San Diego
But finished his time
As the Post Master of the Presidio
In San Francisco
A lifer, retiring in 1900!
Others had arrived even before
The Gold rush of 1849
Only to be told they were also
Unwanted and unneeded.
First arrivals are not the best
To be descendants
As most of Natives will tell
If asked politely
I say to the white folk
Time to push off
Why don't you paddle back wards
And leave us alone now that
We have to share with the Africans
Who don't realize what continent
They are on because it looks
The same as on the news...
Even the Queen of England
Arrived by boat back in 1980's.
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