When it is all gone...

 

What is there to say

When it is all gone

Five generations

Scrimped and saved

They worked at what

They loved 

And brought back

From their travels

Small items to appreciate.

Who is there to say

It was not theirs

To save for themselves

To enjoy

Nor to provide

Comfort to those 

Left behind.

Why would anyone

Simply think

They could walk in

To some old ladies

Home and throw

It all away

Without even providing

A reason

Accept they assumed

They had the right

Not even legitimate

Family members

Fostered themselves 

Upon someone else

Keeps after them

Not to spend their money

Then it disappears

Wants no one to tell

Them they cant 

Do it .

No matter how many

Court orders

Paid for the legal fees

And he is simply

Going to do it anyways

Then come by at night

And spank her 

When he finds out

She has found one

More item

He does not want

Her to have

Private Charities

Believe they are above

The law

They are not

And I have known

Some disbarred lawyers

And some embezzlers

Who still want to show up

And claim the other person

Did them wrong

They had the impression

There are such things as wills.

Which is why

I who have no 

Daughters

Still have bitches

Who claim to have 

The right to screw me 

They want to claim

All sorts of nonsense

Just because they don't 

Understand

That it is not their right

To decide

And in fact

Trusts have been violated

As well as stay orders

What is there to be done

Once it is all gone?

Send Emily Blount

To prison

Until she get it 

All back ?

Or send Kate Middleton

Happy Menopause

Cards as she did me?

They have presumed

Just because they have

No birth certificates

That they can do what 

They want.

And yet

One of Ludmilla's

Missing children

Is still causing me trouble

How she got through

With at least 

Six marriages

And the Press

None the wiser

As well as at least

Three more children

Than she shows up

Since they were abandoned

When will she give me

Back the life

I was promised

And told would 

Not be stolen

From me

But has been.

Still sitting in a hotel

That Jimmy is allowed 

To visit

Simply by waving

His dick in the clerks face

So afraid of a man

Who screams and yells

But cant tolerate

A woman who has

Had enough.

Found  I was walking

Around with two

Different earrings

In my ears

Wondered at the looks

Just thought  they 

Were being rude

You know

Like wearing

Two different 

Colored socks

I have a purple turquoise

Set of real native American

Silver earrings

Bought from a store 

And a pair 

Of pearl inlaid

Silver dangle earrings

I had on one of each

Went to bed a few nights

Ago not thinking about it

Was careful to put on

Just the one matching pair

Made sure the other one

Was still tucked inside 

Its small box

Which means that someone

Came into my room

While I was sleeping

Switched out one of them

While going through

This special box

Hidden in the back

Of the drawer

Like most women

Double violation

To find the jewelry box

Which no one gets to see

Oh and I had too many

Nickles

Made me start wondering

Wanted to wash

Carefully set aside

The exact amount

And then instead of quarters

They were nickels and dimes

And when i changed 

Them in

There was not enough

To wash and dry!

Jimmy is not a Wheat

Nor is he in a real will

Made one up for Grace

Still stooled all the jewelry

And the sports car

She bought for some

Reason.

He is a Bullocks

Already stooled 

From his mother

Causing her death.

When is it going

To end?

When is it going

To be stopped.

They promised me

And yet I have another

Needle mark.

I am not going

To die first

He is!

That is a fact.

Look around boys

All the girls

Just want to rob you.

And they have 

Already thrown out

Your favorite toys.

Happy Year of the Dragon!