Plastic People

[Alvin Lloyd Alexander Horn]

Plastic People
Injected into a thinly veiled mold of sincerity

From outdated thoughts arise phony ploys of true friendship

Lacking creative controls over lies and plots

Game are often played, with silly childish levels of getting over

Aretha Franklin sings about, “All The Lonely People Where Do They All Come From”

Plastic People, seek positions of importance in your life because they can’t seem to find joy in their own existence, they need you to help complete them

They play hop scotch with your, mind, soul, love, and patience while changing the rules to four square, to feed emotionally needy desires to steal your joy

They play elementary adolescence games of distractions, while thinking its nuclear science, and they are pulling the wool over your eyes, as you see through their fake ID’s

Plastic People, blow smoke up your ass by acting as if they really care for you

If it was about accepting their faults, cool, I could do that, but corruptive devious immature individuals drag on your soul

As you observe them swinging upside down on the monkey bars exposing their dirty underwear; all you can do is shake your head

Fools gold from fools claiming they can handle shit and the truth was they were just shop-lifting your love and friendship

And Aretha sings about, “All The Lonely People Where Do They All Come From”

Plastic People, use simplistic old patterns of not knowing themselves, so they use you

Ah I’m trying not to be judgmental, for that is God’s business, but please God, help me forgive them, for they do know what they do, and help me stay out of jail, and non-violent

Plastic People, when they play their games, they are too dumb to know, that you know, they are trying to get over on your dime or time

Plastic People, talking out the side of their necks, lonely souls, will even give you a dollar that you never asked for, then remind you a minute later of what they did for you

Plastic People, play games just because, you don’t call them on their bullshit, but why should you have too? And when you do, they act dumb as !&*# anyway

Plastic people, will scratch your itch one day and stab you in you back the next day

Plastic people, will share your time, but won’t share their time, and you know the lies that come with smiling faces

Look up and before you know it, they jumped out of the sand box and took their toys home, and then tell you the next day it only happened because “I love you so much”

The only thing they share, and not take back, is misery and drama

And Aretha sings about, “All The Lonely People Where Do They All Come From”

Plastic People come from all walks of life, work home, or live by, church, networking, a chance meeting, and yes we even sleep with the enemy sometimes, because they fool us from time to time

Can I get an Amen?

Plastic People pollute the earth, and they floats up just like crap, but crap you can flush down

Plastic People keep stinking up your world with the crap they keep throwing down

2009@
All right belong to Alvin Lloyd Alexander Horn no reprint without written permission

[Alvin Lloyd Alexander Horn]

I'm write books because corruptive` devious immature individuals give me themes to write of recovering from the hurt they throw down on us. As we shed these haters who call themselves lovers of our friendship, they get close to us from our forgiving hearts. Susan, we all know to well "Smiling Faces Do Tell Lies" A line from my third book Heart and Home "The devil is no genie in a bottle, when he's out he ain’t going back in, until you kill him, or he kills you. I chose to slash his throat with the bottle he once lived in.

[Robert T Sells]

Thank you Alvin for this great piece! I love the phrase, "...but corruptive devious immature individuals drag on your soul". This is so true. We must rid our lives of toxic people. We don't stop loving them, but we "love them at a distance".

@ Lady Flava - the struggles you have are happening because you continue to do the "right" thing. Anyone who is helping others is going to get people used of the devil assigned to steal, kill, and destroy (John 10:10) the things God is trying to do. God is using you in a major way. I too know you hurt sometimes, but if you are disconnected from people, then you are hindered from doing what you are so good at doing. And that's introducing artists to the world. Keep on doing what you do. Marlas and I are definitely praying for you. We thank God all the time for the day you entered our lives. Call us anytime. God bless you... Robert

[Lady Flava of Flava News]

I understand and respect this piece...you of all people, know me well...and you know I hurt at times behind some of the people that I have encountered in my life...the struggles of life causes me to crawl into my shell and hide...this is my safety net...although, I miss the real connections with the outside world...the chances we take when allowing ourselves to connect with others not always knowing what the outcome might be...I am stronger and ready to step outside the box that I have created for myself and take a chance again.

Sending you big hugs Alvin and I miss you dearly!

Susan