And by the exact same token, not one of her victims, her beat down and destroyed sons, grandsons, granddaughters, great grand children, should hold onto her abominable lies, her elaborate hologram.
I am still amazed, my head is still spinning. I took me nearly sixty years to finally find the strength to reveal my mother and the world greets me with; "Shut up!" Why? Are you just as low, just as common? Do you think child abuse is o.k., it is alright? What about sexual abuse, sexual battery? The fact that the low whore , thought so long and hard devising her plans to accomplice her goals unscathed, should alarm you.
Elaborate! Eight, was my target age for my mother and her fellow buzzard husband to abuse me. Knowing that I feared for my little life and I would do anything she called on that phone and demanded I do, I would do.
So, Martha, called from Womack Army Hospital where she worked as a nurse's aide.* (I will spare you the horrid details of this story today)
A "nurse's aide". Not an R.N., a registered nurse. Just an old common "bed pan emptier", a "vomit cleaner-upper". No, not "high yalla- good haired- big legged- flat -ass -like- a -white woman,-light- bright- damn- near -white Mathy Jane!" Not the girl from Wade Station who went off to the "colored Harvard", Virginia Union University. Not the beautiful young woman with so much promise, so much talent!?
"Yes, hur! didn't do nutting' but come back home wid a bunch of black ass bastard babies … and not nar husband! And ain't nun of hur chullun got duh same daddy neither! She walking round thanking her shit don't stank. She don't wur no mammy made clothes. All hur clothes come out'duh Sears and Roebuck Catalog…..Honey chile she wuz up'dere 'livin' in a 'ho house while collecting money for tuition from hur po'daddy!"
All I know about my mother's reprobate life, she told me. One unfortunate trend I see in Martha's extremely long life, she refused to come to repentance, EVER! Nothing was ever her fault. NOTHING! Once while lambasting me, while asking me why I was so dark, " Why are YOU SooooooooooodamnnnnnnBLACK!" I responded; "Cause you screw black ass men!" She had the nerve to be insulted by my fourteen year old impudence,
No one was allowed to talk back to Martha Jane, to express an opinion that was different from hers. You were never permitted to criticize or question her in any way. Nothing was too common for her too do.
You did not see it! You did not know it! No confrontation. As I said you would suffer severely for knowing"it".
Strangely, everything I know about her horrible life, I observed with my own eyes or she told me. Granddaddy never told us anything! Nothing! I barely found out she had a baby at sixteen. No, Martha would not confront you openly. But, she would hate on you and plot on you. Tell the damnest lies on you, TO YOUR FACE! AND DARE YOU SAY SOMETHING! (Pistol resting on the dresser, shotgun in the corner, and that lunatic husband marching around carrying an M-16.)
Sure, I was intimidated! No, I wasn't confronting her to her FACE about MURDERING my grandfather. I did tell, I did contact the Fayetteville Police Department many times over the years. She was protected by her "Witchcraft". I saw her do it many times. Many came to her for a "root" when they found themselves going to court over some "charge". Sure enough, old Madame ****** got them out of it. Got stray husbands back. Many men re-received their youthful prowess (prior to Viagra) . Mathy ruled!
No, she wasn't going anywhere near repentance, an apology, remorse, nothing resembling justice. , after the reprobate life she lived, the repulsive life she chose.
But, Mathy, I have Free Will! You can be as jealous as you want. But, to be deliberately delusional! To assign your sadistic, lying whorish nature to me, while you borrow my life, steal granddaddy's mantel and wear it dishonorably ….GOD said No!
Are you that stupid!? Do you think , did you ever think you truly had some power!?
Any one deliberately scorning, shunning and mistreating me because I am telling on your reprobate mother …bye!
You are just as immoral and low class!
You mother MURDERS your saintly grandfather! The man that feed, clothed and made it possible for you to turn out as well as you did and you abandon his good name for a dead demon!?
Sir, sirs, you have no morals!
Do you ALL intend to keep treating me worse than the woman that truly harmed you!?
What lie did I ever tell you? tell on you? What wrong did I ever do you?
Are you so embarrassed , so shamed by that "woman" you would rather die and go to hell with her, keeping her secrets, helping her maintain the good name that she stole?
GOD help you!
PTL!
I press on!
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