The Scarves Served Me Well Today, Thank You....

Temperature has been in the single-digits for a while now.

Bear with Me.

Because I am fighting off the cold or flu, illness.

A sign that I am getting old.

I still love the cold.

But My Body is starting to show Me that it no longer has the tolerance that it once did.

I walked all the way from AT&T station.

To Post.

Then IMMEDIATELY started My Patrols.

People honestly said to Me "You never cease to amaze man."

The Reality is that the 2nd-time I was homeless.

The Temperature was JUST LIKE THIS.

And I slept outside, not like I had a choice.

A lot of people froze to death that night.

But not Me.

Two police officers came along and roused Me from My Sleep.

I'd found an unfinished corner of one of the high rises in Center City, IRONICALLY?

Directly across from the PECO Electric Company that both My Mother and I worked at, at one point.

The Irony.

Wasn't lost on Me.

And I'd ended up on the street.

Because I DECIDED not to tell the Whites in domestic court what kind of monster I'd foolishly married.

So that They wouldn't move to THEIR OBVIOUS NEXT MOVE.

Taking My Son away from Her and putting Him with DHS.

The Whites had Failed Me before when I trusted Them with Iesha.

I wasn't going to allow My Son who was BARELY 13-months old and couldn't speak.

No Way was I going to do what Niggers and Niggas Do.

Turn a HORRIBLE SITUATION into A NIGHTMARE for My Own Child.

A few Black People today let Me know that things have definitely gotten better for Me.

And that They are pulling for Me.

But They also asked Me "That's a nice scarf, man, where'd You get it?"

And I told Them "This is one of the scarves that Stacey made for Me when We were together."

They then felt kind of awkward, and I let Them know that it's okay. AND I let Them know that I appreciated the scarves. 

They served Me well today....