"Doth my Truth offend you?"

It is true, my own "mother", the wo/man that birthed me into this World , always hated me.

Her "hatred" was thick, you could cut it with a knife.

Of course s/he always denied it. 

"Cut the absolute fool"  always proclaiming her innocence.

mjw was like, if you are too dumb to see through me, to know me by my fruit, you deserve to suffer.

Yes, mjw was one of those "Christians" that beat you bloody but , forbid you to cry, tell or REMEMBER!

Yes, s/he was angry alright. Always hostile, "MAD", always RAGED!

Could never distinguish  "Reality" from her zillion fantasies.

It was impossible to keep up.

The slut was Madame ******** one day, Reverend *******, the next.

Preacher by SUNday, 

slick prostitute when it suited her.

(Or if s/he felt broke.)

"When yo'head is in the Lion's mouth, don't make no sudden moves."  was the best advise my grandfather could afford to give us.

Yes, s/he had him by the "short hairs",  too.

He was old,

lost his leg due to her negligence and extreme cruelty.

Any way,

s/he is finally gone now.

May I rejoice without "innocents" judging me?

*****as ain't never stumped their big toe, have never experienced "lack", demand to tell me how I should respond. 

Serious "lack"

demand to shed their opinion,

their unsolicited "too much advice", all over me.

(If you have never been through , what I've been through, shut the fuck up! I'm talking about a real muthafucking DEMON! In real mutafucking TIME!)

mayonnaise   (may-naze sammiches) sandwiches "lack"!

No "School clothes" lack.

No "allowance", you better learn to steal or hustle, lack.

Sexually molested, beaten and tortured from birth , lack.

No body cares, lack.

Just "Shut the fuck up and quit complaining " lack.

That's it!

A thin layer of may-naize spread on old white "lite bread", doused with black pepper.

Why?

You were black!

You were a bastard!

You are the reason your mother never became a model;

a rich actress.

Yes, you are the direct cause of all of mjw's afflictions of course.

(The fact s/he was a closet NYMPHOMANIAC, DEMON POSSESSED ROOT WORKER never crossed her sick, demented mind.) 

No, you were about the ninth "illegitimate pregnancy".

(You bed'not nevah tell nobody!)

But, you were the only girl, the only female.

You were competition .

You talked backed.

You STOOD UP!

You defied her!

Persevered and Thrive- ED!

Despite her !

TENACITY became your middle name!

Yes, s/he finally died.

Yes, the imps are finally starting to catch up with that dead, Jezebel, uncle tom, white man's bed wench , whore!

"Time changes All things!"

It is true;

WE

ALL

Get 

OUR JUST AND HONEST DUE ON THIS PLANET EARTH!

BEAMING!