Why doesn’t any one speak
English any more
And if they are speaking it
I cant understand them
You know
you can really lose yourself
In the mix
In like mixing
with people
People are crazy
They make up all kinds of lives
Just to get through
their lives
Then
they not only believe
Their own press
But they export it
Yea,
I am in a bitching mood
If I hear one more black woman
Ghetto mommies
Talk the on the telephone
While in a store
If I hear one more
Boo
What’s up boo
While standing in line
Behind a 250 pound black woman
And her friend
Why do black woman always travel
In……………. well packs
One to run her mouth
And the other one to
Give you dirty looks
When you make a face at
the shear silliness of their home girl
AYup their she was sapphire
Talking on the phone
loud
Cursing
And generally Trying
To show the world that
She has a life
Beyond the trapping
Of poverty
And addiction
And phones
I hate cell phones for any one but me
They make people
think
That they have a life
people can sit in front of others
and Discuss Every thing
from their sex lives
To their recent medication’s
What is wrong with the world
And what Is wrong
with my people
But lets not just stop here
I came back home and stood in front of my door
Talking on my cell phone
Talking on the phone
While I bitched about others
Who talk on the phone
I looked to my left
At the Brazilians
I lived next to a Brazilian restaurant
They are next to me under neath me
All around me
The rest
Is filled with other stuffed macho
Brazilians guys
Who all look like they are either
Up in some gym
Taking some form of self defense
And this my no means
Mean
That they are in shape
I am talking on the phone now
Bitching about that black lady
To My friend Miss Anne
Every one is on their phone
The bus boys From the restaurant
Cross my path
Every two minutes
Their store house
Is right next to my door
Brazil
Brazil
Brazil my ass
One of the bus boys
Bends over to pick up
A can of dropped soda
He bends over
And his whole ass is exposed
No underwear
Brazil
Brazil
Every one see’s it most keep walking
He is one of theirs
And besides most of them
Have e some thing hanging out too
Their he is showing his ass
To both me and the world
I am still talking on the phone
About that drunken black lady
Now mixing in the butt
With the phone call
I tell her look
Black guys from my day
swam in their tee shirts
what the hell is wrong with the people
cover thy selves
get thee to a nunnery
I am channeling Michael
Jackson
Singing
leave me alone
I am talking on the phone
Telling my friend of my trials and tribulations
At the hand of these local savages
There is too much Africa here for me
My life
I feel like I am in a third world country
No one is speaking English
I am in my zone
Remembering why I hate people
Remembering why I hate phones
Wondering why any grown man
Would expose his unattractive
Ass to me
and the rest of the world
I run up my stairs
Shut my door and hide
For a minute
Soon I venture back out side
Hoping that the streets have cleared
Just as I am getting comfortable
Just as I light up my first cig
Just as I am enjoying the beauty
of being alone
I glance my left
And guess who’s coming to dinner
Yes the black lady
with the phone
I can hear her coming
all the way from down the street
Life a train
I can hear her curses
And fake laugher
As if I am in a large acoustically perfect
Hall
Doesn’t any one speak English
What language is she speaking
What hood rat dialogue is she muttering
Why cant I understand her
Why cant I understand the Brazilians
Why cant I understand any thing
I turn my head just in time
To see the Brazilian
Standing on the corner
Smoking and talking
in That high high
Brazilian
sing song voice
are all brazils tenors
falsettos
what’s up with that
I can still see
That his hairy butt
Is still partially on display
To the rest of the folks
That missed it the first time
I turn around just in time
For sapphire to mutter
One more curse to the
Invisible
Trapped I am sure
Occupant on the other end
Of the phone
I run
Jump into my bed
Pull the blanket
Over my head
And for a moment
Enjoy the silence
Why doesn’t any one speak English
Any more
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