TWO BAD COPS

poem by: Kenvil Atkins
Written on Feb 16, 2018

Beware the streets after the sun goes down vultures prey this side of town 
Two cops came to me one night one on my left one on my right 
But wait a while and hear my story I kid you not I felt no glory 
One o clock and all is well I started heading straight to hell 
The road was narrow the sign was clear to my surprise they did not care 
Their squad car move slow and steady one mile it creep on the ready 
They plaid that game for quite a while I thought by God they’re dead already 
To move ahead but they denied I found out quickly they could drive 
They played their game yet for a while then move aside and let me by 
Their flashing lights I quickly saw I thought for sure they wanted more 
I told myself this is a joke but cautiously I pull alongside the oak 
Two city cops came up to my truck one on my right one on my left 
Show me your licensee she demand I know not why but I comply 
Into my pocket I reach being careful not to itch twitch or bitch 
Stumbling up in their fancy black suit they try walking in a line
With flashlight in hand she search my truck not telling me boy that sucks 
I look her up from head to toe she look like Larry Curly or Moe 
Let see your licensee she rudely back and what is inside this here sack 
Whose truck is this I heard him say I answered him and then I say
What is my crime I softly ask you tailing a cop now sit your ass?
What was I to do I told the cop to drive any slower would be to stop 
He took my lice sense they both step away a sorry pair I had to say 
Five minutes later they walk much straighter there are posted signs he said 
Yes signs for me and not for you being a cop that makes me blue 
You are clean he said to me now you can go before I sin to him I said I must report 
Your names I ask I must have they look at me and then he said My name is Kane the badge the same thinking for a moment then I sight Was it not Kane that kill Abel that night so I quickly said goodnight Beware the streets after the sun goes down vultures prey this side of town 
By
Kenvil Atkins

 

Tags: Depressing, Scary, Pain, Fear, Weird,

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Ann Johnson commented on Dec 16, 2020 at 6:48pm
I really thought this was deep
Ann Johnson commented on Dec 16, 2020 at 6:48pm
I really thought this was deep

 

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