OUR HEROES

As the wind blows cobwebs out of hair

I look upon the world and the people within

I see a nation showing it is willing to bounce a blow back

With positivity negating the pitiful efforts done to rob a person of the equilibrium

Goes down a throat parched with but instead forced to have the unmitigating hitting its drum showing the envy that is too rich but what the Hell I want to be hero too

May the God’s know I am Hero and move far right of some sour parry trying to play the game and be a contender but instead fell far close to self done pile of something predictable

I found life is and a snail in thought is infectious and constant constant amusement

Moving aside with an altered gait I said let them come let them come for a way is prepared for you to amuse us all since everything is so easy easy and round of applause cracks the ear for a wit is not
them. But wish to hero is fast and sharp as a continental upper cut.

Hurt but still laughing at the boundaries shown…OMG the whale did it, she actually did it and found her niche.  But you’re spent like a rat’s tail that got caught in the grind.  I am not seeing but laughing at the desperate who wants to be T.H.A.T. and the ignorable IT.

Sorry still the lose and be.

By


Felicia McCaw

Nute Scott (Mentor and Teacher)

A man of many weathers and seasons was he.

Born in a time of difference and unique was his destiny.

Friend of the family and teacher, mentor, survival was his game for the skill to progress from the strange time of oppression to the amount of lessen.

Caution caution he told my mom and day for I have seen many horrors that I regress it back.

Lord Lord I creep I creep and pray it not be me.

Tall, dark, thin lean was he no job too dirty or hard he worked hard as the men with him.

Family man who gave his all devoted loving he stood alone sometimes for the trouble his men caused.

Elder of all he taught the trade of how to make a nickel out of air.

He met my mother crying of sad for all mean to her they were severe.

Teaching her and my dad how to invest they learned how to how to how to how until they being quest of their own.

Always a man of quiet he taught me the importance of silence, quiet and how to keep a stone quiet.

By

Felicia McCaw

TO: PRESIDENT TRUMP, BARACK OBAMA, ALL LAW AND ALL STUDENTS ALL OVER THE WORLD

APRIL 7, 2020

To:  President Donald Trump, Mr. Barack Obama, All Law Students all the World, All Students in every Field of Study

RE:  A Peculiar Turn of the Screw in the Legalities of the Gracious Law System

Here, Here is my tout to the Legal System of the United States of America when a Black person is denied the right to have legal representation.  As I relayed before life in this country is bitter sweet.  Bitter because of rampant unfairness, sweet because the right to protest is firmly entrenched and instilled in each pore in an American’s soul, mind and spirit.  The role of hero is in all of those who put their shoulder to the rock and push gently and prays greatly to allow the individuality to flourish, grow, evolve and learn the facetious, the actuality and greatness of God’s love and protection when the battle becomes formidable and awesome.  But as it spirals like a hawking shadow we watch in marvelous awe as God moves upon the Earth and Man with mentoring sweetness, love, gentleness and that makes one submit with appreciative pleasure and acceptance.

In the manner of bitterness is the fact that all are judged because of remenants of hate that is and are instilled from the days of slavery.  The outlook that we all are considered a nothing with nothing to give which I am debating and protesting.  I was looked at as being an “ape” along with other people that I admire without thought of the inconsistency and logic of these assertions veered toward myself and mine who are entitled to live as fairly as possible in an evolving society that must surely understand that times are progressively forming new mindsets by the parellistic struggle to alter and change behavioral treatment of Black people in this awesome steps to running society.  Further, that we are and will always be a part of society that wishes to keep this race suppressed and oppressed and hated by the predominant masses on the Earth.  But the question perpetually queries the mind when will the world look upon the Black man as an indomitable species worthy of respect and true equality and freedom to protest a deed of demoralizing, degrading indecency.

We are just a people who has thrived as the cactus and the thorn between the thumb and fore finger.  We are need, we are sad, we are able, we are intelligent and upgradeable and willing to always learn.  We just need a chance to protest the ills traversed upon and through us.  We need a chance to challenge a wrong and continuously protest that right can be harvested from the wrong and prove that a travesty is a blessing from martyrs.  Also, I would like to give the Law Students a chance to use my attempt to fight for my mother (Black, elderly, frail and disabled) who was stripped of dignity and treated very unfairly.  We are still under represented and treated cruelly and unfairly.

QUESTIONS


The question is can you do better if you presented this case?

Who do you believe the personal representative or the resisting hospital counsel?

Do you believe that the personal representative received excessive fallout for presenting this case and daring to assert the obvious that racism and hate is a big factor of how the case was handled?

What about the Merit of Affidavit?  Does it kill off protests from impoverish people, Black people, Mexican people, Hispanic, and Asian Races?  Do we matter at all?

What does the family mean to some?  Does anyone care about us?  Are we not the cob in the Wheel of Commerce in this Country?

Why is it that everyone fought Felicia McCaw for fighting for her Mother and the co-stripping of her and her mother of human dignity and the actual state of humanity?

What did they do wrong besides being Black?

Explore and learn the concerns that Felicia McCaw has for all being denied legal assistance.  Would You continue on to fight!

I still am not satisfied by how we have been treated by the dominant race when Covenant Healthcare made the mistake and all who pays is the Black Family in every interaction with the Court System (Mary Alice Barnett, Felicia McCaw, Personal Representative) for daring to protest.  I would still like an alternate ending to this Claim and assertion as Felicia McCaw stated that this case as presented is correct, concrete and has genuine merit and that the Affidavit of Merit is not a necessitated venue and could and should have been waived aside and a judgment given or a chance to present the Claim to a higher court.

I am human, deemed a free individual with all the amenities that freedom entitle each Black individual and so is my mother and all Blacks (Africans) and we need help fast from the other encroaching Races that would strip each individual of freedom, worth and value with a cruel insidious poison that could destroy all and this country with its mean true intent. 

Guess What the Cat Drug In

Two coons in a loft looked at other and said when laughing with glee they cried glad

High five we are going to get paid

Below them cried man and woman no mercy, no clemency, no, no, no

Mom rocked the mic and said save me Lord and cried Jesus please

Not knowing the coons tears flowed and formed two rivers of red, black tribe of Cherokee and Black creek together one

Ceaseless insults the coons hissed with indignancy and said us and God said none

Blab Blab came the pretended poorless splattering more dirt and incriminating the so-called righteous

Children become grown when a time of continuous falls have accumulated of worth over the age of 21 years and more or when fruit has ripened and became

Race to Race and they both looked the same a pack of vicious non-working assets that covet the all and work the none

By

Felicia McCaw

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