Broadly speaking, life is not a name of merely the biological and physical processes, rather it is a complex of feelings, emotions, sentiments, desires, wishes habits, and actions.
Poetry doesn’t have to use fancy words. I write my emotions in ink. My words help to project my emotions. when I wrote this I was feeling pretty sad. Words to express my thoughts at this time and place. I pray to God that my grandsons will contact me. I think they are afraid to do so. I rang children’s services to ask how my grandsons were doing. Lisa Brennan answered me. I asked her why she lied about me touching my grandson’s bottom.. she replied “I dont’ want to talk about it”. I told her I was hospitalized 3 times because of her deceit. she said the senior social worker told her to report me to the police for calling her a filthy liar on her messenger. Shame those same social workers didn’t sack her for abusing me. Lisa knew my marriage had broken down, I had mental health issues, I was also recovering from neurosurgery, but she thought it was okay to stamp the life out of me. She should never be allowed anywhere near vulnerable families, she is far too deceitful. She has no empathy, no respect, I don’t think she has a decent bone in her body. Sooner or later she will get her comeuppance,lets hope she gets it ahead of time.