You say you
have my child
We haven't
even kissed
Kibbs: Well Margret, take your time
I don't feel
too safe
With that
gun in your hand
My life is
on the line
Shammy: Can we take two steps back?
What did I walk into?
Ya
muthafucka's are all on crack!
WHAT THE
HELL DID I COME INTO!
Jeanie: Shut up now!
Before I
stab your ear
That's what you get
Fo' bringin yo nosy ass up in
here!
Margaret: Jeanie don't get mad
Just blame
it on Kibbs
Even when
he's not involved
It's always
something he did
(Ring, Ring, Ring)
Narrator: The phone begins to ring
They all
stand still once again
No one does
a thing
Margaret: Kibbs go and get it ...
Kibbs: Why can't Shameeka do it
She just
walked in
And besides
as I said before
I'm still
pregnant
Shammy: So, you're pregnant
And a woman…
How does that make sense?
Jeanie, Margaret, Kibbs: Did you really just asked that? GET
OUT!
Shammy: No, no, I won't. I think I'll get the phone
Maybe it's a
friend
Or it could
be a call from home
(Picks up
phone)
Hello?
Tati: I heard screaming from my dorm
I thought it
was your room
Do you need
any help?
That's what
I assume
Shammy (evil smile): Come up to Jeanie's RA room
I swear
there's nothing wrong
That noise
you heard was laughter
And a couple
of Drake songs
Tati: Sure, give me just a few
I didn't
really have much to do
And I love
that group
They're oh
so fun
Could never picture
Any one of them with a gun
Shammy: Sure come on by
I'll let you
in
But be
prepared to stay
(Hangs up phone)
Kibbs (whispers): Cause none of us have a chance
To leave
alive today
Margaret: So, tell me Kibbs
How is it mine?
The most we've done it hug
Kibbs: Well my sweet, don't you see
Sometimes
that's enough
Jeanie: This is stupid
Why are you
here
You're
wastin' time and space
Margaret you
see, you have the chance
Shoot him in
the face
Imagine how
much better we'd be
Imagine how
quiet my hall
Imagine a
world with no Kibbs
A world with
no Kibbs at all
I'd be
overjoyed and smiling
I would get
straight A's
I would wake
every morning and sing a song
I'd have
happier days
I would save
homeless dogs
I'd take in
skinny cats
I'd even
start to recycle
And give
away my hats
I'd even-
(Knock, knock)
Tati: Let me in, is Jeanie singing a song?
I haven't
heard her sing in a while
Gosh, it's
been so long
Margaret: Kibbs, get the door
You know
your fuckin’ job
Kibbs (under his breath): If you didn't have that fuckin' gun
(Opens door)
Tati (sees everyone, shocked): What the fuck…..
- K.S. Fort
From, "Everything : Creative Chaos"
Link : http://amzn.to/2fmK5Nd
**Note :
To be continued ... By you.
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