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POOR ME-POOR ME- POUR ME ANOTHER ONE This is the tale of Andre and Lowell Andre was black and Lowell was white this is the tale of the car both of them stole and a court system that just ain't right Andre was from the hood where money is scarce and the inhabitants lived day to day the days could be combative and the nights were fierce but Lowell came from the right side of the San Francisco Bay Lowell's dad had a high paying job down town Andre's dad worked for the day labor folk Lowell went to a dance with a girl in a gorgeous gown Andre couldn't go anywhere because his family was broke one night the two friends had nothing to do when both of their visions espied a Porshe, brand fu*king new Andre knew the ins and outs of hot wiring a car and Lowell knew it would take them near or far well they didn't get very far that night because suddenly red and blue lights began to flash the night was dark but the colored lights were bright and all six cops were burly and brash so they were cuffed and taken to jail and they both need money to get out of course Lowell got out because daddy made bail and thus began a course in what racism is all about the next morning they met before the judge Lowell sat there in ease knowing he had a lawyer expensive as hell Andre stayed motionless, afraid to make a budge and his body a lot of sweat to quell one separate trial but two outcomes were announced Lowell's daddy had money so the lawyer cost seventy-five grand Andre's jaw dropped when he heard his sentence pronounced as he thought about how men on the chain gang became so tanned Andre got five to eight years in a prison upstate Lowell got no community service and a ninety dollar fine all Andre could do was complain to his present cell mate while Lowell continued buying caviar and drinking the finest wine so that was the tale of a car, two friends and justice denied because the rich and poor have two different laws behind her mask the lady of law simply cried and instead of nails she should have claws © 2012....copyright PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~

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Date: 8/16/2012 7:49:00 PM
Bravo, Bruvver. I read through your poem twice and enjoyed it all the more the second time around. Well done on this polished piece. Licia :)
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Date: 8/16/2012 7:03:00 PM
This is truly one of your better writing efforts so far. I thoroughly enjoyed reading this fine work.
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