Confession of a drunk and disorderly

I stand before you broken, heart choken, eyes closen because i don't want to fight no more, I don't want this plight no more, the way that this life is going I don't need to know the final score.. to know that i am loosing, no more of my decision its God now whose doing the choosing, and apparently am not one of them, apparently i wasn't the son of them, apparently i am not worthy for he never gave me a parent lee,lie or whatever,he gave me a man and a woman so high that they don't remember me, don't remember the,, day that i woke up alone, sheriff man knockin housing authority lady on the phone. 7yrs old i had to answer them,little cancer kid,, with no vocabulary other than the ability to say "momma no here" or "get the hell off me", while they just stared and drink their coffee. My life is changed with out my permission, without my 3 wishes, all because these two sons of bitches felt they didn't need to stay around. But i don't blame them they are just drunk and disorderly, doped up and uncordially mislead, misfed, even misrepresented some might say, for Mr Dr king already paved that way, for us and white folk to play, in the middle of the street if we wanted to, holding hands right in front of you, belittling the under woven eyes prejudicial loathing you have for me and i have for you,pretending we can live the American dream and raise a family, grow old and experience a little senility, man please, America freeze, cause you are under arrest, there's no treasure in my bosom or breast, to serve and protect, recap and reflect, proceed and progress, into something that is worthy of my sobering up, my refilling life's cup, my getting up and knocking off the dust from being buried under generational curses, bad advertising to knock off purses, false imprisonment to prepaid hearses. Lets get back to God's reality, American diplomacy, Jackson five anomaly, stable housing market and economy, remember i'm just a child of an exhibitionist, just drunk and disorderly.