Monday, February 27, 2012

Day 58/366

The Indian Cop
An occasional raid and they're satisfied,
These 'keepers of the law'
The hafta makes them extortionists,
A black economy so raw.

Untouched by guilt or remorse,
The bribes are taken readily,
'To feed a family' is no excuse,
We all fight to live, don't we?

And then again, you look around,
And see your country's state,
You might be glad they work how they do,
Or you'd probably be sitting in jail.

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