posted July 04, 2015 11:09 PM            

I woke up in the morning with a hooker by my side
And some pills of oxy-contin. And a needle round my arm
You can’t tell this kind of living ain’t no good to anyone
But when you’re as damned as I am, you do what I do
I’m just a man of vices, making sin after sin
I’ll tell you bout my story on how I get this far

I used to be a good man, working from 9 to 5
I was an engineer, or aspired to be like that
I even got the senator calling out my name
Saying that I was the future from this rotten land
Deep inside my mind I thought to kill that fat
And tell him I ain’t the future for no one you ****

Well I’ve got a meeting with that filthy senator
He told me he was paying me and make me his right hand
He said “son you must enjoy the wonders of life”
Grab yourself some bourbon and this pack of cocaine
I’ll make you a business man like the kinds of the north
And soon we’ll be partying in the beaches of Ecuador

Then I start to live the politician’s life
Shouting to the people to who you have to vote
And sending food and water to the poor in the shore
Telling them vote to this man he’ll keep you always safe
Well you know deep inside I was lying very bad
I started to get crazy and I needed a daily drink
And a dose of headache pills cause my life was about to sink

Well I tried to quit a few times but the money always came
I couldn’t resist temptation, nor the gluttony and the lust
The senator kept me like a puppet and I did nothing but obey
Through every favor made, got some alcohol and ******
Models of the city they wanted me in their bed
Well ladies of the midnight I just want to be dead

I was watching the magazine here at lido’s bar
It was talking bout the pope that’s coming in our town
I wish to salute him and kiss his elder hands
I’d confess every sin I have to reach the heaven’s door
And say to him hello frank you do you feel
Watching this lovely country getting ruined by a guy like me

I started then to gamble in the Sheraton hotel
With every other mogul playing poker and blackjack
With a cocktail in my hand and a lady next to me
I was being compulsive after a winning streak
Then I bet quite a number with an Arabian from the east
To lose in the river, well the joy it couldn’t last

Well the rotten senator asked me for a thing
To take out a secret stash to the city of Pedro Juan
It was reefer and some money to the mayor of the town
I went soon cause I was getting sick
Of being a tool for him and thought to spat that prick
Well I took some ecstasy and went out on the road

I was going like a madman in the highway number three
Begin to get crazy then I crashed on a tree
The police woke me up and bust me straight ahead
I forgot I was drunk and very high on pills
They found the money and the reefer in the car
They asked who send you; I said the senator

Well I headlined on the media, and the ********* began
I made quit the senator and I was fired from my job
And the debt from the gambling were piling up to me
I lost all my charm, and the women and my friends
I believed it was worth it, the debauchery
Now I’m just broken without pennies and no soul

I look out the window of my home at the tenth floor
That tomorrow they’ll kick me out cause I’m very out of cash
I did every bad thing a man had to do
Burning out some bridges and acting like a fool
I’ll go now to the bar to drink till I puke
I don’t care what happens cause my vices are what remains

posted July 06, 2015 12:06 PM            

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Originally posted by Pearlty:
Realistic, candid, in your face..
and a clear uninhibited view of what you see in your surroundings. on your descriptive writing.

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posted July 06, 2015 12:14 PM            

{{NOTE: I have a great big sense of humor, so please read this with understanding that. Yes, these are problems here, yes, I'm praying really really hard for relocation... hoping something-out-there is in the works for me}}

I live around atmospheres here of folks who LIVE that in their undergrounds. This is a drug infested area. For decades, the side street where I am is known as "heroine alley"... We have had to chase away strange~cars from our very front door in the past week who had parked in order to 'do' their drugs.

Gangs drugs warlords corrupted-police/govt is a reality here too. I heard a small group bragging the other day about *them* having their foot in the door of some local law enforcement jobs here... That is not happy news for the mental-state of this-here camper to hear, nooooo noooope! I'm just-a waitin' on a GOOD relocation from this-here place.

Over the span of the 8~9yrs that I've been here in this foreign-culture community, the powers-that-be keep rocking back and forth (in small inclusive-area of several 'hoods) between the good and evil-folk being in charge. I was more politically proactive working here for Peace in our places several+ years ago, but it's been out of my hands for me as I am the one who is 'the foreigner' now. Area is dominated-- And I DEFINITELY don't belong here (as a single older lady). It's time to move!! I want OUT. *Laughing nervously~~~ still got my sense of humor in-tact, yes*

About a month ago I took a break from the computer here and took a casual peep out my window slats.... Well OMG, I was in the right timing to watch a car come sailing wide and fast around our corner lot building, and see a passenger in open window with his finger-gun pointing and firing into my building. Then, in the news there came news stories about drive-by shootings on completely random individuals/families, and the spraying of bullets into apartment buildings and homes. *Thank you Big Guardian Angels for Protecting me!! tytytytytyty*

So, DX.... I have an actual "feel" for what you're saying.... because I am "indirectly" living it. Strange place to straddle when you know what's around you, and you have to act like you're not seeing it, because then 'that' protects you. You SEE it, and you MUST PRETEND 'not' to see it... So this is close to home for me.

All we can do sometimes is pray. I hope you stay safe, DX! ~~ Be very careful in your associations with people, especially right now. Especially over these next weeks...

posted July 06, 2015 01:34 PM            

Here we got a president who's a businessman mogul, owner of media, banks and drinks. Who's also an underground druglord, and since that **** got the power this country went down pretty fast, inflation, crime and poverty going up, lots of debts growing up for nothing, selling land to big corporations. And what I tried to express was the life of the average politician around here, and it turned into a downhill of a young man who got burned by the power of corruption, or that's what I'm thinking it is xD.

For what you express Mirage, you must be from the south, right? I know a bit that in USA things are quite bad with the police and stuff right?

posted July 06, 2015 09:51 PM            

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Originally posted by LF DX:
My real life is very far from what I'm writing now, hahahaha, it's nowhere that messed up.

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Good!!

And yes I'm in the southeast (at this time). They really-truly are working hard on training and relations here. I want to give credit where credit is due.

Even if things sound bad in certain spots, it may be on its way to an overall improvement since a couple years ago. Slow and sure... At least, when I look through those rose-colored glasses! haha (Gosh? I just read what I wrote, and, am I being too positive there? ... oh ~yuk. LOL! I guess I want it to come true bad enough, eh?)

I keep my thoughts and vibes positive, because basically I believe it helps. If you expect them to improve, then it creates the space for them to do that.

When you stare at a person with a smile on your face, but you think negatively about them, like they're no-good, a failure, etc, I think others respond to that. (At least, I do. It's that cobweb~creepy kind of sense.)