a police poem
Location
i was walking home
flash was flicking in my direction
officer ask me to stop
excues me officer
what seems to be the problem
a call of disturbance was made at 4am this morning
apparently, someone saw a person with a gun
well officer, i just got to my block at 4am
how can that be? do the math officer
are you getting smart with me
of course i am because i'm educated
i'm not the usual suspect of a hispanic male
by the way, there is no such thing as hispanic
i was being search
made sure he didn't dig his dirty hands in my pocket
you know how cops love to slip something in there
and accuse you of false claims
arrest you so it looks good in their record
its not about justice, its about revenue
of course he found nothing
i ask officer you implementing stop and frisk policy
he got mad
he ask for my i.d.
i ask for his badge number and name
there were no exchange
he still got upset
i said good night
he said have a good evening
i said watch your step
he said you threatening me
i said absolutely not
watch your step officer
he left feeling stupid
i left still a taino black puerto rican from the bronx