personal fulfillment brings some level of happiness,
Everyone can and will have their opinion on what that is,
What that means.
She's ecstatic being a PA,
being able to live life without anxiety over how much the next $ may cost.
Away from earning a living,
Living for what she finds meaningful,
is all fulfilling.
Seated on cheap thrills,
Ever angry at what "People don't understand" -
the grumpy neighbour.
She's ecstatic about being a dick.
Poking her neighbours' kids,
shitting on anyone who smells insecure;
men - her niche.
An old grudge she walks with,
support in her war against unfairness.
Some new neighbour randomly asked,
why she's always complaining about her grass.
In hushed giggles -
"Blame the persistent dry weather;
no good shtick."
New friends form from this behind her back.
All women aren't the same.
Ms PA and Ms Bitch,
meet later on and,
Are happy as acquaintances.
One day,
PA's son is getting beat up by quaranteens on the block,
Bitch laughs to the floor. Some neighbour helps.
1 acquaintance ends,
Just when B was starting to feel liked.
What if both mothers die tonight?
Long distance calls will be made. Whether a father or sperm donor will show up,
who knows ?!?
I didn't even know B had child support in the bag,
let alone 2 kids.
They hate her guts though.
Maybe they'll be a gang of 3.
Friends unexpected, the whole greater than each.
PA's son may have to deal with being shitted on, for his early maturity,
he doesn't mind, but wishes he had grown less.
Peeping from the other side,
You think both mothers feel fulfilled?
~ by Neil Njitu, March26 2020 ~
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P03MZ: Live Love Life
Born with two eyes, to see.
Born with two ears, to hear.
Born with a nose, to smell. Whatever, who knows?
Born with a mouth, to speak.
Born with a heart, a blessing, a gift, a curse, an art. To master the rhythm of your soul, conquer beats that could never be sold.
Far-cough life trying to sick us with the downs, sniffing its sweet fragrance, sipping with shots of tequila, adoring its great bottles, We can become fine collectors of this wine.
When sober, and feet feel proper..
Plug in some earphones, look for your music. Lay a track to your beat(s), listen to the rhythms inner you spits.
Live love life, Conquer your instrumental!
~ by Neil Njitu, 9/4/12
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P03MZ: Unrelated?
personal fulfillment brings some level of happiness, Everyone can and will have their opinion on what that is, What that means.
She's ecstatic being a PA, being able to live life without anxiety over how much the next $ may cost. Away from earning a living, Living for what she finds meaningful, is all fulfilling.
Seated on cheap thrills, Ever angry at what "People don't understand" - the grumpy neighbour.
She's ecstatic about being a dick. Poking her neighbours' kids, shitting on anyone who smells insecure; men - her niche. An old grudge she walks with, support in her war against unfairness.
Some new neighbour randomly asked, why she's always complaining about her grass. In hushed giggles - "Blame the persistent dry weather; no good shtick." New friends form from this behind her back. All women aren't the same.
Ms PA and Ms Bitch, meet later on and, Are happy as acquaintances.
One day, PA's son is getting beat up by quaranteens on the block, Bitch laughs to the floor. Some neighbour helps. 1 acquaintance ends, Just when B was starting to feel liked.
What if both mothers die tonight? Long distance calls will be made. Whether a father or sperm donor will show up, who knows ?!? I didn't even know B had child support in the bag, let alone 2 kids. They hate her guts though.
Maybe they'll be a gang of 3. Friends unexpected, the whole greater than each. PA's son may have to deal with being shitted on, for his early maturity, he doesn't mind, but wishes he had grown less.
Peeping from the other side, You think both mothers feel fulfilled?
~ by Neil Njitu, March26 2020 ~
Reply