By Andrea Menzies
Many times I have woken up from screaming nightmares to post emotional things about my hatred of Virginia and the rapist beaters populating the Fort Lee military base. I chickened out and deleted many of them. Not because they are not true, but because people in Virginia would rather torture me than understand the truth that rapists and beaters populate the Fort Lee military base in Virginia. This one I will not chicken out on, and I owe it to my constant nightmares to post it freely. Here is a simple poem about the constant anger I face as my family has tried to trap me in the garbage-pit that is Virginia. My phone was lit up like a Christmas tree with friends calling me, being nice to me, and inviting me to parties when I did not live in the disgusting pit called Virginia. In Virginia all I have known is anger and pain as they torture me daily for refusing to be a rape slave to military men. My only dream of joy is to go to enough night school, and make enough money to travel coast to coast, saying Virginia is the rapist beater pit I forever hate the most.
A Nightmare Poem
Rapists All Fort Lee
Rapist Rapist human sewage all Fort Lee,
Rapist Rapist my tortured eyes did see!
Military men disgust me,
every branch of military men disgust me,
they are all rapist beaters,
they are all sewage beater.
That is all I ever-ever saw with my eyes.
All of Virginia rapist-hole sewage-hole,
All of Virginia rapist-hole hate it so.
Have not had one single happy memory in ya
Ugly, ugly, sewage-sewage hole called Virginia.
Sewage-rapists All Fort Lee!
Hate them all eternally!
Rapists, rapists all Fort Lee!
Nightmare, nightmare, human sewage.
They said they would train me
said they would give me a job.
They gave me no joy
soul and dignity they did rob.
I’m going to travel from coast to coast,
saying Virginia is the rapist pit
I forever hate the most.
My only dream and goal,
is to drive screaming from the nightmare hole,
hate you forever Virginia…
Hate you forever Virginia…
