I've known profound disappointments in my life. Yes, Iet's all hold a pity party. Boohoo. Woe is me. Like most everyone, I’m not a naive neophyte inside the fields, hills & valleys of disappointment. But this one affected my soul. And when the soul hurts, it's serious business. lmr
Without going into great detail or naming anyone's name, I will say, I’d lost my faith in all humankind. I'd forgotten to Trust Only in God as a rule.
Man is full of trick bones, tainted hearts and bullshit parts, and thus, man is bound to hurt you, bullshit you, disappoint you, lie to you, smile in your face and stab you in the back with such cunning and swift precision that it can be mad ALARMING! Most times, you won’t even see the blade coming.
When someone does this to you, whether they be a man or a woman, it’s a Motherfucker’s Move.
In life, we need to be keenly aware of the Motherfuckers (Mfkrs). They live, breathe, bob, weave and commingle among us. They secretly dance in the shadows and sometimes waltz in broad daylight. They are madness incarnate, but with sanity's eyes. They can sneak up on us and often surprise us because they'll say or do the wickedest of shit. But most of all, they are everywhere, yo!
You can’t and you won’t always spot them right away. Why?
Because Mfkrs are shape-shifters, damn it! Act like you know!
They can wear the face of a friend or your boss, your family, or even your lover.
What makes them true 'Motherfuckers' is that they won’t really care enough about you to support you when you’re down, or have your back when that back is against the wall. When you’re hurt, when you’re stressed, when you're struggling, when you’re just trying to keep your head above water, that’s when the Motherfuckers will show you their True Face.
That’s when a Mfkr will rise from the oozing dens of their wretched primordial Motherfucked-ness.
So, upon the sudden sadness of This Great Disappointment in my life, I felt lost in the wilderness and sought out friendship, instead of stress. I sought understanding, instead of madness. I sought empathy, instead of selfishness. And I sought love from those who had always claimed to have loved me, unconditionally.
When you love someone, and they require space... you give them space.
When you love someone, and they ask for peace… you give them peace.
When you love someone, and they need to be left alone… you give them their alone time.
But a Mfkr won’t care about any of that shit.
A Mfkr has his or her own agenda.
A Mfkr will make demands upon you.
A Mfkr will make erroneous accusations about you.
A Mfkr will not give a shit about you or your feelings.
A Mfkr will always find some new shit to bitch about.
A Mfkr will say some shit with no other objective than to Piss. You. Off.
A Mfkr will secretly smile at your misfortune.
A Mfkr doesn’t care if there’s an illness or even a death in your family.
A Mfkr will only crave more and more and more attention.
A Mfkr will drain you of your last ounce of energy.
And Mfkrs will still ask for more.
A Mfkr can’t stand it when you tell them NO!
A Mfkr truly believes they are the planet’s most important person.
And yet, that same Mrfkr needs constant emotional reinforcement.
A Mfkr will try to make you doubt your own abilities.
A Mfkr is truly a miserable human being.
But I want to give all The Real Motherfuckers their rightful due.
You Mfkrs inspire me to be the best that I can be.
You Mfkrs give me new confidence in myself.
You Mfkrs make me realize the hero within me.
You Mfkrs make something in me rise higher.
You Mfkrs stoke my creativity’s fire.
You Mfkrs are soooooo damn necessary.
You Mfkrs make me stronger than I ever knew I could be.
You Mfrs force me to make a LIAR out of you.
So, thank you, Mfkrs.
Even if you don’t know you’re a Mfkr.
I know it now. I hope... NO.... I'm quite sure that others will recognize those less-than-sterling qualities, too.
copyright © 2016 by L.M. Ross