Life is ugly when you run out of options. People become objects that need to be disposed of. Desperate men take desperate actions. They form desperate factions & look for friction against perceived enemies. That type of scene squeezes the vigor from a person & just when things seem like they couldn’t worsen, a knock on the door brings death. & After death what is left? The theft of all worldly possessions? The doling out of mediocre positions on the ladder of Life. The strife & fights that come with unhappiness. More & more we become less. We guess at what seems like the next best movement. The world is filled with Malcontents that lament torment & circumvent those that would choose to repent discontent.
I too have refused the open hand when it was lent.

These days are stress filled & tiresome. People scrounging & fighting for the same crumbs off of the same plate. Fate seems cruel & hate-filled. Many dreams have spilled to the wayside. We need to build new dreams that rise above the mediocre schemes we seem to erect around ourselves. The screams of the mute are deafening if you can tune them in. soon enough it will be to late to rectify the sins of the past. Fast is the speed of life with knives in our backs.

HEY WORLD WHERE DID YOU GO SO LONG AGO. WHY DID YOU LEAVE WHEN YOU SAID YOU NEVER WOULD? COULDN’T YOU HAVE KEPT YOUR PROMISE & LEFT THE LIST YOU HAD WITH MY NAME ON IT? You always hurt the one you love most. Coasting through LIFE like nothing is worth worrying about. & Bouts of Madness mixed with your spells of Sadness, that is what’s keeping your head in the sand. & Where is that hand that was supposed to be extended to help you onto your feet? The streets are dangerous, filled with the lecherous & malnourished. & Remember that time when love bloomed & flourished? When youth was a flower held in the hand? Demand the best & you shall receive it for only the lust filled will deceive those that would be so naïve. Time beckons its demands & land gets smaller & more populated & the youth of your generation lie apathetic & sedated from the death T.V. spreads. Look inward for it is all in the head. Bitter things better left unsaid.

RAZ in L.A.