I Hate To Say This...

So uhh....I hate my job.

LOL.

Like I really don't know how to say it much plainer than those words right there.

It's not my co-workers...its the managers from HELL!!

Every morning I wake up and put on my gospel music to prepare my soul and spirit for the drama that is going to come with my day lmao.

I'm laughing but it really isn't funny smdh.

One manager we ALL swear is on the DL(downlow) because everytime he speaks and moves it just...sprinkles glitter everywhere.

One is a short little white girl who's only 24, swears she's black and thinks her position has made her queen of the world.

And then pimple face.....*sigh* poor poor pimple face 

lmfaooooo

those are the only words we have for him.

*SIGH*
GODDAMN IT I HATE MY JOB!!!!!!!

Hopeless Situation

A.....

body outlined in chalk with blood still fresh on the ground

crime scene covered in yellow tape

father's grief

mother's tears

n entire family's flood of tears

life cut short leaving behind a void of pain.

The never ending cycle of violence

leaving behind.....

women to teach their boys how to become men

little girls never to know the joy of a father-daughter relationship

sisters without a protector and brothers without a friend 

mothers to always wonder what their child COULD have been

leaving an entire family to know that a loved one is gone.

What has happened to my generation that they believe all solutions 

lie within guns and death?

What has happened to my generation where the fast life of drugs is

preferred to a college education?

The same ones that they stand on the corners slanging with 

are the first ones to pull a gun out and snuff their lives.

The schools say blame the family,

the family say to blame the police

and the police in turn blame the community

well me.....I blame everybody.

It's true when they say that the house is the foundation

that it all begins at home

so when the home is in shambles, the child can't learn what's right.

School is a "supposed" place of learning and nourishment

but when you have educators that only care about paychecks

sadly....its easy for students that are crying for help to fall through the cracks.

They could rely on people from their community to give them a lending hand

but when they're in a place of death, welfare and despair

HONESTLY how much hope do we expect them to have?

So with three of the four failing them, the only course left to them is one 

that constantly has them butting heads with those of the law.

I don't begin to have the answers to how we  can begin to fix

what has gone so horribly wrong but maybe we need to just

start anew.

................................

2 parent homes,

better education system

affordable and quality housing

more community and neighborhood togetherness.

which would lead to less confrontations with the law.

*shrugs*

maybe I'm wrong though and none of my suggestions are solutions

maybe its too late to repair the damage that has been done to my generation

and if that's the case...the tears that some have shed are sure to become more.