Black and White fever is a poem that I wrote a while back to speak of my paranoid feelings when it comes to the police. It talks about how even today, I still get extremely nervous whenever I see cops. I hate the police, lol.
Black and White Fever
Harmony interrupted by the lava-like eruption
Of red and blue lights that take my breath away and blind my sight
Because I spent many sleepless nights feeling lost in fright
Scared they might come for me tonight like I don’t have rights.
And take me away to a freezing cell feeling like hell
As they offer me blackmail if I just squeal and give them a trail
But I aint got no tale because I ain’t a rat
Visions of me gone upstate seal my fate due to my past.
Because it still comes back and haunts me
Cops try to daunt me as they roll by looking at me as if they’re flaunting
A badge and black suit, all cars in pursuit
Latino male driver looks around the age of 22
I pull over my car, sweating bullets, living memories
Of bad times, age of 16, and what they said to me
Don’t you move you Mexican do you have any drugs?
Any weapons on your person? Why you dressed like a thug?
Why you bugging me? All I was doing was walking down the street
I’m Salvadoran by the way; it’s a completely different country
What you getting smart with me? Lay your head down on the hood
Is this a red bandanna? Don’t you move, understood?
You little spics are all the same, gang bangers and potheads
The next time I see you I’ll be searching you again
Tell your friends that I’m watching them closely in their crimes
My past times while living the fast life in mind
But now its nine years later and I’m a man, an adult.
I don’t have a thing to fear no drugs, no charge of assault
I’m just a citizen, a member of society, an average Joe
But I can still hear the officer laughing it up like a joke
Now my car is pulled over, I’m done reliving my fears
I forget about the past about the cops and their jeers
So I’m ready for whatever I can’t be scared of their stuff
The lights disappear as the patrol car passes me up.
I start to laugh let out a sigh and I get back on the street
Another case of black and white fever caused by the heat.
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- J
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2 comments:
awesome!
i love ur writing!
and u are far from being an average joe!!
i like the amusing ending. but it's truly sad to hear when they just harass instead of doing their real job! great job with the poetry...as ALWAYS!
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