Chain Letters and the Like

I know it has been quite a while since I've posted but I haven't had constant access to a computer and internet in said time. With that said, this latest poem was/is inspired by a chaing bbm (black berry messenger) that I received tonight. I won't put the message here but let's just say that my poem will explain almost every type of chain letter/email/text. So without further ado, here goes nothing.

I don't see how raising minimum wage in 2008 is going to help me

I mean inflation helps keep me knee deep in debt

So no matter how high minimum wage gets

I still can't afford that Phantom I seen on Trade and Tryon street

Much less alleiviate the stress I feel when creditors keep calling me trying to collect

They ain't getting no money

I ain't trying to get rich quick

I'm trying to get shit done in life

I'm trying to get shit done right now!

Time is money and I don't have much of either

Just a mouth full of ether

Lungs filled with S.A.R.S.

And blood that is lethal

To put it plainly, I'm sick

Not sick like Wolly Vinyl on the mic or

Not sick like CP Maze with metaphors

Sick like you get when you hear another child's body has been found

In a back alley way beaten and raped by a two-time

Convicted child molester

Or sick like you get when you played the lotto all week

Just to see the fifty bucks you spent on tickets

Go to somebody in Iowa, who just hit the jackpot for $450 million

Now all you can think about is how you can get away with robbing and armored truck

Because you just realized your college degree provides you just enough

Opportunity to be over-qualified for flipping fries

But not enough experience to get that $45,000 a year job that you were

Promised when you entered college

As you try and survive your BS nine to five

You also realize that your dreams come true

Through the passion you place and the faith you have in them

Not some dumb chain email that sells

"You've been visited by the wish fairy"

Send this to twenty people in thirty seconds

And the one you secretly love will suddenly realize

They love you, when you've really been held back by

This restraining order

Or the, "send this to 500 of your closest friends

And something amazing will happen to you

Twenty minutes after the 500th person finishes the last sentence

And passes it back to you

Or the, "number one through Z, in the first three

Pick your favorite colors and closest friends

Then pick your favorite month, followed by your favorite seasons

And make a wish

Then send this to eight people you don't know

Wait three days at whatever time you opened this email

AND SOMETHING WILL HAPPEN"

Or my favorite, if you delete this email

It means that YOU hate God

And He'll never forgive you for kicking Him out of your inbox.

Which makes sense because I know for a fact that

God checks His reply messages daily

So the next time you receive a message that says,

"THIS REALLY WORKS"

Do me a favor

Slap the shit out of your co-worker