The pride of the lion and the heart of a ravanous dog attacking an overweight pig

I'm having to keep my mind in a state of constant while everything else seems to be falling apart..

I have to do the right thing..I can't let anyone down...But in not letting some im letting down others...

I go into the back of 24 Showells close today in some shithole area of Eastleigh, im on single items removal but she's got a fucking empire in there to load into the back of this lorry..

I'm pissed off at first, my brow furrows and i shoot her a stare somewhere between disbelief and rage, I tell her in my gaze that in 20 minutes time she will be responsible for an injured back and realising this, she recoils and looks shamefully at the floor..Unable to survey her own garden where half of the old bike frames, ripped bin liners, rusty paint pots and old furniture are obscured by undergrowth..

She says she's sorry and mumbles some excuse about her daughter getting pregnant which scacrely surprises me if this garden is to be taken as a measure of how these people live..But she hasn't realised that i don't mind..Work like this takes my mind off everything else and i can sink away into a pit of back breaking labour and not think for a while..

But some people do not have that luxury, they've got it on their plate all the time..Its always there,they can't escape and they can only endure..

But soon that'll all be over..I will do the right thing and be right where im needed..All the time for you..

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