Gnashing my teeth
as I walked down the street
There I saw , angry mob gathered at a spot.
There was an uproar I could hardly hear a thing they said.
I drew closer, I could hear them scream
They said they robbed a shop and stole a lot.
Battered and bruised, on the ground they laid.
Helplessly begging as tears rolled down the ground like a stream.
Their clothes tore as they were forced to take a stand.
They were shoved and dragged to the station.
They arrived, but couldn't move any longer as they fell on the sand.
They were interrogated by the officers and all stolen items they were asked to mention.
They did as they were told
As they saw the mob was furious and cold.
The two were put behind bars
And the angry mob left mumbling as they crossed the road with tars.

Oh..what a day!
This happened during may.