As defined by Urban
Your Bitch of a Sister
“Man, my Bitchster is calling again! I’m just going to keep blowing her bitch-ass off.”

Question: If you were a male product of the testosterone-driven USA “Black American Revolution” (“civil rights movement”) which included you being sympathetic to the causes of Martin Luther King, Jr, SNNC, The Black Panthers, H. Rap Brown and Angela Davis et al, could you fathom a “female” member of your family who is fifteen years your junior calling the NYPD on you here in the “twenty-teens” [2013] because [she basically resents that] you temporarily moved back to help your common Mother and yourself move forward over something stupid like sharing the TV or mum’s car?

My radio mentor, the late Sonny Taylor, had a saying:
“As you are so once was I;
As I am so you shall BE.”

I left living at “home” twenty-nine years ago,
And changed as a person via the crusades of my life.
Only to have to return to
A stark contrasting and alien city planet,
That only glimmers of the one that used to know
Who I was back then,
I now only look forward to marrying my intended wife.

To how I adjusted my focuses positively during that time!
I am not going back just because you are selfish,
I had the calling to come back to the “home” you claim as yours.
So you think I am pissing on your area?
Our grow-up house is not yours yet
Until/unless Mum passes from
This physical world and legally before one of us!

I once was similar to you.
Then by living on college campus before turning twenty-one,
I learned to share unselfishly of myself and music.
I was once an anal fanatic like you are;
I shed that via travel and career-change-culture reality.
Experience taught me to stop watching, waiting …

Millionaires play money games;
Why do you do the same for no reason?
I am your older brother by fifteen years.
With no game for bullshit and you not realize it?
Instead, you inject family pain – YOU…the idiot!
All for nothing!
No physical affront or bloody assault;
You are just a witch!
We know you chant demons and occult;
Calling police while in an argument about a TV;
Selfishly you are the “Bitchster” I knew you would be
Nobody believed me.
You, the personality deviant who insultingly
Put two U.S. pennies,
Inside a Christmas card to me back in 2009!

Break out from your sexually confused misery,
Please do not take it out on me.
I didn’t birth a you, “change-of-life baby”.
But our parents taught me to change your diapers!
Get a job and a boyfriend!
Finally have sex with a man and maybe your breasts grow.
Wear some lipstick and be a lady!
Become fulfilled and popular so you can see,
Some of, “As I am, so you shall be.”
Before it is too late.

You,”It” instigated a heated argument over brief TV-watching;
A naive tattle-tale Snitch “PHD”,
Negative conclusions about me to-boot!
You never cared to hang with me to “know” me,
Shut-up for a change.

Now hospitals dun our family for non-treatment;
For over sixteen-hundred dollars!
For what?
Asking me stupid questions for one hour??
You created this situation!
You should pay the traitorous bill!
Why are you a reactionary snitch-bitch?
Even your Mother does not understand,
Your haircut as a man.

The last and only time I was in handcuffs,
Was freakin’ sexually!

A pleasure you surely do not understand.
Now you will never meet my best friend – my betrothed;
I’ll not let you poison my first, last and only love.
You Evil, satin/pagan worshiping witchster!
Stay away from me;
The next time I will call the cops on YOU!
Now you try to actively cut me out of Mother’s estate??
You a paranoid schitzo!
Get over yourself.

Definitely your father’s son you are.
If his incest upon you was not physical,
Incest was surely mental on you and it shows!
What a Bitch begot from such a nice mother
You are a terrorist within a small “family”.
And every day which passes without your contrition.
Solidifies you as traitor’s very definition.

~ February 19, 2013



Pickhitt: I predicted this in my first poetry book, “Sad Face King” on page 141! And: Apparently today’s NYPD would rather err on the side of gang-raping our constitutional rights upon misinformation and emotional gossip from a misguided sibling instead of walking away, “no-harm-no foul”-style. Very sad and troubling.

Sureshot: This could have easily turned into a “Ferguson/Trevon Martin/Eric Garner situation right there in my mother’s living room as the NYPD ganged me, handcuffing me for NOTHING. I am “Italian” like the mob in that what happens in the family, stays in the family. Yet the “sister from hell” violated that unwritten law on many occasions in the past two years.
This post is dedicated to all of the older brothers and siblings who have been disrespected and traumatized mentally by a younger sibling.

“Rank has its privileges.” ~ The Major