Land of the Free
I was caught on somebody's camera doing somethingI wasn't supposed to do. The cops arrived and took me
Away. They wouldn't say who had seen me, or what
I had done. They kept me in a room, and, after a couple
Of hours alone, terrified, wondering what would
Become of me, I confessed to whatever I'd done. I said
I was sorry, and was let go with the warning, “Don't
Do it again.”
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2011-07-13 at 14:00
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