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Word to the Wise…
Lisa Marie Presley just hit the nailed on the head with her/Elvis song In the Ghetto and she truly touched my heart because while you are sleeping, I’m out there every night until morning on the front lines in America and I see it first hand. Word to the Wise it doesn’t matter if you live in the Ghetto or a 10.5 million dollar house, America’s children are in trouble and we have to pay close attention to ours. Just one story!. As I sit waiting for a client I see two girls and age fifteen begging older men to by them Dutches (Rolled Brown thin cigars used to roll thick marijuana blunts, refer, cannabis, hachis, pot or whatever name they want to use now but it’s most commonly referred to as a Joint) You would be surprised how many of these older guys do but it for them, right down the block from your house. Just normal teenage behavior you say but it’s not because that friends house your daughter told you she was going to down the block to a neighbors until around 11pm is far from your three million dollar house, she’s really going to the Trailer park at age thirteen to hang out with three seventeen and eighteen year old male boys on a nightly basis and they are drinking and smoking pot and getting ripped, still ok’ you think everyone goes through that faze, well that’s sounds good until your child one night smokes the joint laced with crack and doesn’t even know it but now she’s and her friends have a hunger for something and are not aware what it is. The older dealer knows exactly where you child is and how she is progressing and one night when he thinks she is ready, he pulls up in a Mercedes and tells her he’s got what she needs, just after he gives her now useless three male friends enough crack to have them loyal to him within days, they make just as money as women nowadays on the street but back to that later. Now your daughter is on cloud nine because she has this rich guy paying all of his attention to her and giving her as much crack as she can smoke as he seduces and wine’s and dines her and sending her home in a sixty dollar car service ride (no he doesn’t drop her off in his car, are you kidding?). Next thing you know she handing over the two thousand dollar necklace that daddy just gave her for her sixteenth birthday as he slip her One hundred dollars and tells her that her habit is getting kind of strong and that he has a lot of over head to take care of and he’s not sure if the relationship can continue unless he can get more of a positive cash flow and this child who looks like a young Dorothy Stratton is about to be bamboozled. At this point she’s onboard to do anything to make her hustler happy as long as she can get home in time for curfew because she had school tomorrow and the sixty year hustler suggest she can help by turning a few tricks with high end clientele and make about five hundred dollars a night and so she agrees and he makes about three grand with them coming to his house to sleep with her and lets her shop and pay him back for crack usage which is now up to about hundred dollars a night , then two hundred, three hundred , four hundred and finally she now no longer goes shopping and just works to pay him for all the drugs it takes to get her high. At home she missing school and not going home because he needs her to work all throughout the night earn enough for him to maintain her habit. Finally the hustlers regulars, who also quickly tired of the previous girl and now your daughter want fresh meat so now your daughter who used to hang out in the nice trailer park is now sent over to nasty trailer park to work for bubba and turn quadruple the amount of tricks to earn just a two dollar vile of crack whenever they feel like giving it to her or automatically for every guy she gives head to and five dollars worth if she sleeps with the guys but she is still producing the five grand a night the hustler wants but homeboys are in and out of that trailer twenty four hours a day, seven days a week and when she not turning a trick she is kicked out on the trailer steps to fend off the occasional rat and or raccoon as she cries by herself. Her mom hasn’t seen her in over two months now and she now looks gaunt and haggard and is regularly beat with hangers and called a two dollar hoe. Ultimately after she starts to have sores on her parts and mouth to the point where even the sloppiest guy doesn’t want to sleep with her anymore she is kicked out on the streets with her fellow crack head males to fend for her self where she is still raped on beaten on the streets by any one with a frustration, while her mom sits at home on the couch looking at her sunny beautiful smile picture wondering if it would have made a difference if she’d spent a little less time with her daughters step dad and not worked fifteen hour days. Perhaps if she’d just paid more attention her and taken her teenage rebellion so personally, she would be home now. Maybe just maybe things could have been different for this mother who turns on the news to see her daughters arm on the six o’clock news: Today a young unidentified girl was found in a suitcase battered and dead so if you recognize this unique tattoo of a scull and cross bones and Angel = grim reaper picture and “Me” written next to it, please call the authorities… The words weren’t completely out of the reporter’s mouth before her mother grabbed the telephone to call the police and the number was read, while crying hysterically because she recognized the split on her wrist just above it from her daughter’s first attempted suicide when she was just thirteen right before her grades slipped from good to bad and the light slipped from her eyes. At the morgue her mother passed out and when she came to her younger crying daughter hovered over her saying: Mom…maybe I won’t end up here if you spend time with me, because that’s all, my sister said she ever wanted from you! Was to go to a movie or laugh in the park or sit with you on the couch like you used to do when she was twelve. CHANGE THE LAST PARAGRAPH OF THE WAY YOUR CHILD'S TEENAGE YEARS WILL END! This message has been edited. Last edited by: LOVEFIRST, I LUV U LMP THE BEAUTIFUL ONE! S E X Y, SULTRY AND POWERFUL I'VE ROCKED ALL OVER THIS COUNTRY WITH LISA MARIE, SHE INSPIRES ME LIKE NO OTHER! Min73 -"Mindy" A beautiful Mother, Wife and Friend - You will never be forgotten -rest in peace! If the great ~ Picasso~ was copied and sold expect that it will happen to your work -it's really the ultimate form of flattery and what entertainment attorney's are for! ~thanks to my friend OFFICAL LMP ROAD PIRATE-WHO'S YOUR MAMA SKULL PIRATE |
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yikes!hopefully no one here needs this wake up call.
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