My homeless and slightly disabled position places me as such, but it also places a kick me sign on my back for law enforcement, FBI, former employers ect the power to play the devil's advocate.
How dare I get a job, find a career and get off the street?
It sickens me how people pounce on those that dare to dream and not only dream but put in the work it takes to restore ones ability to thrive.
My beloved parents, may they rest in peace, went through the very same thing and even worse.
Some of the same characters are still following me. Some people I can't seem to get out of my life. I am tired of being controlled by them.
I shouldn't have to literally fight for my life against the lunatics in uniform for my piece of America just because I'm homeless.
There is too much talent on the street that are being shunned because of their unfortunate situation.
I consider this to be a form terrorism.
I can say with confidence that GOD is sending this ant into a country with giants and in this country will there be a land following with milk and honey.
I will become a giant ant if I have to.
Sincerely,
Limmie
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