No place left to go

There is no place left 

To go 

No where to run

25 foot

Waves are hitting the coast

All those piers are in danger

In reality

It is the end of the year

We have survived CVD19.

But lost our lives

No one is nice anymore

They even report you

If you go to the bathroom

In a public place

Instead of at home

It is suspected you are

Causing others to be ill

Instead of all those 

People hired to clean

They say we have all become

Victims of the situation

My local YMCA

Issued a TB alert

Everyone has been exposed

This past six months

That is probably

Where I got the hepatitis

Those girls don't know

What they are doing

One even poured 

Six times the usual amount

Of cholerine into the hot tub

Burns to their legs

And lungs 

Might be permanent

Closed the pool

To clean it up

And fired her

While law suits are pending

What was she thinking?

She was not

Hired out of a need

Not properly trained

Nor knowledge of the issues

Just doing her job

Meanwhile

Another tenant 

Has been allowed 

To smoke indoors

And with a circulation

To the rest of the building

Caused the fire alarm 

To go off 

And his sprinklers

Rained out of my own room

Cascading down on me below

Had to pack up my belongings

Taken to a hotel 

For a month

Told anything I leave behind

Is possibly not going 

To be there when I go back

If I have a place to go back

The room is no longer mine

But if I vacate the property

Then I give the impression

I don't want a place to stay

Then again

My personal belongings

Don't really belong to me

Do they?

Just like those who removed

Me from my own accommodations

While the police stood

And watched

As there was nothing

They can do

If it is a domestic dispute

After all it is just belongings

All my clothes and papers 

Gone because 

They are not really mine

What about peoples cars

Left outside in the open

Are they game as well?

Grand theft auto

Is usually the charge

But I stood there

With a lawyer next to me

And watch the Soui's 

Remove the car

Told everybody 

That it was his inheritance

Without a will nor papers

Just decided to take it

Once he heard the old lady 

Had died

This is why I go to the thrift stores

To visit my families stuff

Four or five generations

Of it just tossed out

Most of what I have 

Is the collection 

I could afford to buy back

And now it is up for grabs

According to management

Even Ashley sat there

Making the announcement

That renters insurance

Was recommended 

For those who get rained out

There is no guarantee

Inside abuilding 

That requires no indoor smoking

And yet management 

Will not put them out 

Even though they sit there smocking

In front of them

It is there right

To contaminate the air

While the rest of us 

Get sick

And loose what little 

We have left in the world.

I understand I don't even

Own the cat of mine.

I've had a number of them 

Stolen as well

One girl came over

While I was still disputing

My removal from my own place

Dropped twenty dollars

And picked up the pure bred cat

That was not for sale

But she just wanted it.

Up for grabs

Someone else's animal

And one with papers.

Her boyfriend 

Was bragging to me about it.

I would like to sue them.

Now I have to negotiate 

A different location

That still does not give me

The impression 

They are abiding by the laws

Of the land

What good are laws

Or court cases

If no one is going 

To enforce them.?

Where am I to go

If my own property

Is being stolen

By undocumented Mexicans

Who claim they have the right 

To it just because.

Is so easy

No place to hide

Nor take shelter

People want to mow 

You down now

That this pandemic

Has made them angry

No fear of god

Nor government

While the Presidents

Are being investigated

The population 

Is having fun running around

Are we going to start

Guillotining

Those who have money

As the French once  did?