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As Olive Spectrum lay on the floor at Club Envy with her lungs burning and filling up with blood from being shot by an unknown person she thought her life would never end like this.  Olive's tears started to flow as she thought of the years she spent slithering with snakes.  Her job at the BNB Bank made it easy to launder money for the Black Crime Syndicate.
It was six years ago in the month of June that her life took a downward spiral.
Upset at the thought of being late for work Olive floored the gas pedal.  As she passed by the slow moving drivers weaving in and out of traffic Olive hoped she didn't get a ticket.  I just had to stay up late watching the marathon of Funny Man.  Now I got to race the clock and pray I don't get stopped by the police thought Olive as she sped past by the other drivers.  As Olive Spectrum pulled into the BNB Bank's parking lot she checked the time.  "It's 7:55am.  I made it within five minutes" said Olive.   Olive got out of her car and walked through the bank's glass doors.
As time passed the employees of BNB got the bank ready for the public.   One of the three people that arrived at the time of opening was a new face.  Mmmmmm yummy thought Olive as she walked up to the tall light skinned man.  "Hello sir how may I help you?" asked Olive as she eyed the man up and down.  "My name is Akurra Wings.  I would like to open a checking and a savings account" answered the tall light skinned man.  "Mr. Wings please follow me to my office" said Olive.  As Olive and Akurra sat in Olive's office filling out papers Olive made it up in her mind that she would get to know Akurra on a personal level.  
After a day's work Olive got behind the wheel of her BMW and started her drive home.  On her way home Olive called her best friend Jewel Stone Wall.  "Hello Jewel how are you?" asked Olive with one hand on the steering wheel and the other hand holding her cellphone."  "I'm doing great Olive.  What's up?" answered Jewel Stone Wall as she did one of her client's hair at her salon the Golden Scissors.  "Are we still on for Saturday?" asked Olive.  With a confused look on her face Jewel asked "Is the day Friday already?"  "Yeah girl what day did you think it was?" responded Olive.  "To tell you the Truth Olive I thought the day was Thrusday" said Jewel.  "No Jewel it's Friday.  I'm glad I have a friend who owns a hair salon" said Olive.  "You better be thankful.  I'll talk with you later Olive" said Jewel.  "Ok bye Jewel" said Olive.  
Olive Spectrum was a plain looking black woman in her 30's who lived a very plain life.  She always looked forward to Saturday.  A day she would spend at the Golden Scissors getting her hair done and talking with Jewel Stone Wall her childhood friend.

Written by Keith Edward Baucum
Gangster story
As Olive Spectrum lay on the floor at Club Envy with her lungs burning and filling up with blood from being shot by an unknown person.  She thought her life would never end like this.  Olive's tears started to flow as she thought of the years she spent slithering with snakes.  Her job at the BNB Bank made it easy to launder money for the Black Crime Syndicate.  It was six years ago in the month of June that her life took a downward spiral.  Upset at the thought of being late for work Olive floored the gas pedal.  As she passed by the slow moving drivers weaving in and out of traffic.  Olive hoped she she didn't get a ticket.  I just had to stay up late watching the marathon of Funny Man.  Now I got to race the clock and pray I don't get stopped by the police.  Thought Olive as she sped past the other drivers.  As Olive Spectrum pulled into the BNB parking lot she checked the time.  "It's 7:55am.   I made it within five minutes" said Olive.  Getting out of her car Olive walked through the bank's glass doors.  As time passed the employees of BNB got the bank ready for the public.  One of the three people that arrived at the time of opening was a new face.   Mmmmm yummy thought Olive as she walked up to the tall light skin man.  "Hello sir how may I help you?" asked Olive as she eyed the man up and down.  "My name is Akurra Wings.  I would like to open a checking and a savings account" answered the tall light skin man.  "Mr. Wings please follow me to my office" said Olive.  As Olive and Akurra sat in Olive's office filling out papers Olive made it up in her mind that she would get to know Akurra on a personal level.  After a day's work Olive got behind the wheel of her BMW and started her drive her home.  On her way home Olive called her best friend Jewel StoneWall.  "Hello Jewel how are you?" asked Olive with one hand on the steering wheel and the other hand holding her cellphone.  "I'm doing great Olive.  What's up?" answered Jewel StoneWall as she did one of her client's hair at her salon the Golden Scissors.  "Are we still on for Saturday?" asked Olive.  With a confused look on her face Jewel asks "Is the day Friday already?"  "Yeah girl what day did you think it was?" responded Olive.  "To tell you the truth Olive I thought the day was Thrusday" said Jewel.  "No Jewel it's. Friday.  I'm glad I have a friend who owns a hair salon" said Olive.  "You better be thankful.  I'll talk with you later Olive" said Jewel.  "Ok bye Jewel" said Olive.  Olive Spectrum was a plain looking black woman in her 30's who lived a very plain life.  She always looked forward to Saturday.  A day she would spend at the Golden Scissors getting her hair done and talking with Jewel StoneWall her childhood friend.

Written by Keith Edward Baucum.
A gangster love story.
Alex Etheridge Oct 2024
Pondering, I sit
Contemplating, all that has
Commence, the future
Megan Feb 2014
dear
how many poems
about wednesday
will i write
before i get across to you
that i hate them.
because
you know.
but a few,
apparently
so for now let me sit
in the abandoned waiting room
waiting you to call my name
and thrusday to come.
III Jan 2018
Last week I told you
That I was drowning
Thinking that you'd jump in after me,

But to my surprise,
And by the way you cried, your surprise too,
You held my head under the water,
Just below the inky waves.

It was cold and muddy
And I choked on it too,
My eyes were burning
And my whole body shook
And I grasped for your hair
To try and pull myself up
But you cut it with a quick jagged slash,
And pushed me down deeper.

And soon my eyes began to hollow
And my lungs forgot to struggle
And I swear,
Through the water I saw your velvet lips part
And let out a final thought
Haphazardly tied to a sigh,

Because when I tried to tell you that I still loved you
You just let us drown.
Paramjeet Singh Mar 2018
The little things in life
_______

It is essential that we understand how life plays tricks on each one of us.

Round and round the cornor we find more paths to destruction then sucess. On one side there is good and the other bad but it is our choice's in life which define our actions and make us who we are in life.

Those who stand shoulder to shoulder with me i salute them. As i stand shoulder to shoulder with them.

Those who choose to stab you in the back, never were loyal in the first place. which is why it take time to trust, love, and care for someone who is of worthy, than a one hit wonder overnight.

i am writting this to show my love for all who inspire me and push me forward  every time..... WAIT!! "family" is the word i should say,  each-one from another connor of the earth but still we survive everyday in this phenomenon called life on earth. Only because of the love and respect we have for one another.

However, it's the heart and the mind that speaks for its self because thats what melt the hearts of every single person.

"the evening was thrusday ,a cold breeze and a swift flow of rain poured over each and everyone of us. As we danced on the beat with the music on loud, i capture the finest moments of life at that time.

How? you ask?

with each blink of my eye, Safely stored in my heart and mind.

why is it so hard to find friends with a golden heart?. it's because people "blindly"  look and follow  others in the wrong direction and easily get misguided by those who have deceitful intentions.

who can you really look in the eye in todays time and say,.... "HEy, till my last breath, i'd fight by your side" weather its a bullet or a punch, id risk my own for that someone".

They say  "you should never judge a book by its cover" because even the smallest  paragraph can capture the heart and souls of those, of the toughest minds.

As the bottles pop and the night passes by, we raise our final glasses for the last
time. 1 shot, 2 shot, 3 shot, your shot then done, all i hear is the clutter of the empty's being thrown around, ONE BY ONE.  

i see the morning rays of the sun, telling me its time to stop and be done.

The light so bright as it hit's my eyes, i can barley open them, whilst being on this special russian high. Southern is a favourite but **** also passes by,  as we get rocked and finish the party in the morning time.

I consider my self lucky to be surrounded by those who insprie and motivate me all the time, whilst hidding away their pain behind a big smile.  

I feel my heart is at peace, when am standing with the ones who are always there for me, ready to strike at those who dare strike at me.

Just remember,

in life there are those who will  try n cheat death for you, hold you high when your feeling really low, cheer you up when you go through the worse times and stand with you through the bad and the good times.
  
I leave you with this to figure out, who are the real deal and who just scream 'n' shout.
eileen Jun 2023
what's it like to forgive and forget
you seem to do that often

it's all talk
never fulfilled promises
lousy and poorly at best

I start to hate every tuesday and wednesday
I hope thrusday and friday last a little longer too

I hide out in my room
I get the feeling
I don't belong in your life anymore

pushing me out
slowly
replaced and I start to feel lonely

time to grow up
think this is the end of the line

I already miss you
standing next to you

there's no way to prepare myself
to let you go

— The End —