I am fifty eight years old and I cannot think of a single instance where a policeman actually helped me. They either did nothing or made me even more miserable.

Life In the Sh..t Hole

There is a red Honda
outside my house.

It has been there
for a week.

I call the police.
I get a message machine.

Seven hours later
I get a call.

Seems abandoned cars
are the responsibility
of the property owner.

I guess some night
Next week

I will push the damn thing
Out into the middle of the street....

It's always that way.
They want you to be a good citizen,
pay your taxes, care about your community
but when you do
you get nothing
or worse.

Lucky me!
The street
Is down hill
from my house.

Poetry by Budart
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Written on 2010-12-14 at 16:20

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Oops! I meant to write, I kinda like this one!

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I kina like this one :-)