Hi Guys
I received some sad news today
Maureen Green is dead
Who the fuck is Maureen you might ask
Maureen Green was a car crash
For all of her forty-seven years
I first met her at a party in the late nineties
It was early in the evening
And she was already drunk
Which was sad as she was an attractive girl
People called her Hole or the Blackwall Tunnel
Such was the traffic between her legs
I immediately thought I could make a difference
But I was a man against thousands
I was able to secure a council flat for her
But it was turned into a knocking shop
By the men she met on the streets
And that is what killed Maureen
She was killed by men
Bit by bit cell by cell fuck by fuck
She attracted the monsters who beat her
I have lost count of my hospital visits
But as normal the cops did fuck all
The was a tom on the game
In the year before her suicide
She became involved in a very toxic relationship
With a chap named Errol B who was an addict
He drained her he beat her he abused her
She became paranoid of other people
Even sweet Josie was not welcomed into her world
I arranged for her to be cared for in a refuge
But unknown to me it was infested by men
Who identified as women and this made things far worse
This malignancy added to her growing malignancy
She was now drowning very fast in a dark sewer
And then she disappeared without trace
I contacted the cops but she was just another junkie
They found her in a a dry bath
She had cut her wrists
Using a stolen knife
I was shocked but not surprised
We all consider ourselves to be caring
Far from it as we are a decaying country
Mixed without thought or shape
There are still many Maureen’s out there
Unloved abused ignored
They will be destroyed by men
I sometimes question God
But have not received an answer
Or have been too stupid
To understand what is being said to me
Whether this is a just
A poorly written fiction
That is for you to decide
But in any city in any town
Maureen’s drift past you in the street
They are invisible but so easily seen
Joe