by Marie Antoinette Black
This morning while standing in line, I was greeted with those words from another female Homeless Friend of mine named Deborah! I tried very hard not to laugh but it was very funny. She had slept in her car. She had done every night for the past year! Being homeless is not a joke. It seemed as though there was another homeless man who had been going up and down the streets of this residential neighborhood checking the door handles for a way in.
Another man with a home had placed a note on her car telling her about the broken sprinkler on his lawn. She wanted to curse him out and tell him that she was not the person who had broken his sprinkler, in fact it was actually the man who was trying to get into his car. She is such a Good Samaritan, that she followed the man with her bright lights on, harassing him to get out of the neighborhood.
And I know just how she felt. It seems as though I too had a few problems over the weekend. I too am without a home and I too sleep on the streets only I do not have the luxury of sleeping in a car. Thanks, Z also known as Black Satan! But I sleep and keep my belongings in a separate place. The owners of the property where I keep my belongings have given me permission to keep my things there as long as I do not sleep there, which I have not. Well Saturday night? Sunday morning as I was going to the Laundromat to wash my clothes I found all of my stuff had been gone through and my sugar had spilled. Well apparently another HOMELESS MAN had gone through not only my belongings but those of my friend. He had pulled EVERYTHING from my bags and strolled them all over the place. He had done the same to her, only he slept on her clothes. She told him off and he started a fight with her. Thank God that she had a boyfriend who came to her rescue.
Then yesterday night I had to fight to keep my place to sleep. Once again, another man had taken over the place where I slept. Well I kindly told him that that was my spot and kicked him out. He tried to lie to me and tell me that he had slept there the night before. "Liar!" Because I slept there the night before and for the week before that had been my spot.
Now I was mad, fighting to keep my belongings. Fighting to keep my place to sleep! [Z, L, S, W, do you have to fight like me?]
And I am still working on: My greeting Cards line, Picking Up new Artists, helping artists like: Nicki Minaj, Drake and of course my Baby Usher Rayme! Vote for Usher Raymond as People's Sexiest Man Of The Year! Look for his new album Hard II Love, Drake is coming to Denver, and Support Nicki's Drink MYX or Purchase some of her clothing from K-Mart!
My shit is for sale at The Gathering Place and Our dance Teams will come forward.
Now MARTA, In the words of my friend, R.I.P, ODB, "Give Me My Money!" And I took a shower today, so I ain't dirty, but then as long as I have a bottle of water, a washcloth and some soap, I ain't NEVER dirty!
Marie Antoinette Black
Another man with a home had placed a note on her car telling her about the broken sprinkler on his lawn. She wanted to curse him out and tell him that she was not the person who had broken his sprinkler, in fact it was actually the man who was trying to get into his car. She is such a Good Samaritan, that she followed the man with her bright lights on, harassing him to get out of the neighborhood.
And I know just how she felt. It seems as though I too had a few problems over the weekend. I too am without a home and I too sleep on the streets only I do not have the luxury of sleeping in a car. Thanks, Z also known as Black Satan! But I sleep and keep my belongings in a separate place. The owners of the property where I keep my belongings have given me permission to keep my things there as long as I do not sleep there, which I have not. Well Saturday night? Sunday morning as I was going to the Laundromat to wash my clothes I found all of my stuff had been gone through and my sugar had spilled. Well apparently another HOMELESS MAN had gone through not only my belongings but those of my friend. He had pulled EVERYTHING from my bags and strolled them all over the place. He had done the same to her, only he slept on her clothes. She told him off and he started a fight with her. Thank God that she had a boyfriend who came to her rescue.
Then yesterday night I had to fight to keep my place to sleep. Once again, another man had taken over the place where I slept. Well I kindly told him that that was my spot and kicked him out. He tried to lie to me and tell me that he had slept there the night before. "Liar!" Because I slept there the night before and for the week before that had been my spot.
Now I was mad, fighting to keep my belongings. Fighting to keep my place to sleep! [Z, L, S, W, do you have to fight like me?]
And I am still working on: My greeting Cards line, Picking Up new Artists, helping artists like: Nicki Minaj, Drake and of course my Baby Usher Rayme! Vote for Usher Raymond as People's Sexiest Man Of The Year! Look for his new album Hard II Love, Drake is coming to Denver, and Support Nicki's Drink MYX or Purchase some of her clothing from K-Mart!
My shit is for sale at The Gathering Place and Our dance Teams will come forward.
Now MARTA, In the words of my friend, R.I.P, ODB, "Give Me My Money!" And I took a shower today, so I ain't dirty, but then as long as I have a bottle of water, a washcloth and some soap, I ain't NEVER dirty!
Marie Antoinette Black
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