fast forward .. the unknown driver
i'd hitched a ride with
produced an ounce bag of pot
handed it over to the cop
next thing I knew .. I was in jail
on a trumped up false arrest
unknown driver slipped
told the judge the pot was his
yet he recorded a false statement
testified he was selling the pot to me
I interjected .. I said your honor
even you know an ounce of pot
sells for fifty dollars on the street
i'd only a single dollar to my name
i'm innocent .. i'm being framed
police .. court personnel
even the wise old judge
all attempted to stifle
their impulsive laughter
at the cop who'd lied
my neighbor cop's face
quickly turned beet red
he'd to leave the courtroom
in complete and total disgrace
no one was surprised he was fired
still .. the unknown driver's
damning taped statement
brought a possession charge
on my head .. I had nothing
no pot .. no money to buy it with
I was undeniably railroaded
forced to go to drug rehab
unjustly .. sign some papers
when I was totally innocent
everyone in court knew i'd been framed
Copyright @ September 2014
StandingBear
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PoesíaFlashback .. Fast Forward ...pieces of my life captured in time. This entire series inspired by reading/enjoying @Hampton's great poetry! Thank you, Charles!
