My Parting Gifts

Three tall men in dark shades, pulled up my door in an unmarked bus and rang my bell; their clothing was quite classy, they looked in their early forties; and with drawn guns they made me feel like a criminal... Was I some monster of society? They approached me hastily and with arrogance they surrounded me by displaying their golden badges, " It's the FBI, you must come with us... you have five minutes to say goodbye to your family! " They wouldn't let me speak, or think of a silly lullaby. I ran inside and hugged Angela and mother who had frightened faces; I was told my rights, then they handcuffed me and whisked me away; " Take care of mother, Angela...tell her I'll be back, even though it's a lie! " Stay away from Pete is a rat! Never make a comment to incriminate me! " On the way out, neighbors gave me dubious looks...not believing their eyes; some whispered, " I thought he was a nice guy! " What has he done? " I saw Sam staring, he had a revengeful look on his tattooed face of gore, " You will pay for this, freak! You called the Feds and set me up, they are lies! " And he kept on laughing, dancing on his feet as my rage increased my heartbeat; and he had the audacity to tell me, " Enjoy your stay at the Federal Prison, idiot! "