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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Tyler was a real happy man, looking down at his phone, the mayor said,“We need less police, their crimes are so well known.” They’d not arrest if you stole less than a thousand from a store, and decided, for the ‘oppressed,’ no cash bail anymore. This was just great for Tyler since three times he’d seen the slam, and now they wouldn’t raise a fist, he had run of the land. He and his boys would rule this town, this small west coast city, since the cops couldn’t do their job, they could steal things, scott-free. And steal they did, for weeks on end, whatever store they chose, TVs, jewelry, prescription drugs, entire racks of clothes. He’d tell his boys,“Be at this place,” they’d strike at the same time, if any employee stopped them, they’d get charged with a crime! He had the wits to wear a mask, so none could see them online, people clucked at the videos, to Tyler that was fine, since those bougey folks had no balls, had not the nerve to take, when confronted by men like him they did nothing but break. So his men feasted on the town, while the pundits declared, “We cannot blame them for all this, we gave them only despair!” For several months they did quite well, Tyler staked out his turf, lived rich off all he had taken, no care of who he hurt. His boys strutted and ruled the roost, high on power and girls, the few cops left had not the strength to harm his little world. But something else soon came about, something he’d not foreseen, the businesses just up and left, no longer making green. One by one until none remained, just store-fronts now empty, Tyler tried robbing local folk, but few had much money. The others boys within the gang grumbled at the whole thing, Tyler felt all could come apart if cash he could not bring. But the solutions came real quick, he had no fear because if the cash wouldn’t come to him he’d go where the money was the suburbs,just outside of town, those places had the goods, his friend Maurice had stole car, they’d go steal what they would. They drove out to a cul-de-sac one warmish July night, broke into some old woman’s crib, stole everything in sight. She was too scared to dare fight back, she whimpered to the news, but Tyler knew the cops would fail, now too weak and too few. The returned there a week later and hit a family, the father was away at work the boys went on a spree. Took turns with the mom and daughter, took their jewelry and drove off, even kicked the man’s old Black Lab, when it cried out,they scoffed. CONT.
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