Phoenix Burning: Poetry
USFA
Drug dealer informant
Secret police raid
Excessive force
On the ground I laid
Interrogation...
Vice cop tricks and lies
Promises broken
No rights advised
Abducted from home
Without even shoes
Wallet, watch or keys
Just thugs wearing blues
Jeering deputies
Freezing cold jail cell
No information
In a living hell
Trumped up charges
Outrageous bail
Sinking in my gut
Feeling a bit pale
Filthy old jail house
Kept hungry and cold
Food not fit for beasts
I'm ready to fold
How can this be?
I'm guilty until
Proven innocent
Prosecutions will
Government deceit
Police cohorted
Can't believe my ears
Statement distorted
Here I find myself
An enemy of the state
And subjected to
Incarcerated fate
So where am I?
Communist nation?
New Nazi Reich?
Junta federation?
A fascist regime
Not so far away
I'm in the good old
U.S. of fucking A