Three burly sheriffs showed up at my neighbors house yesterday. Scowls on scarred faces. Tattered lives, tarnished brains. Five minutes later, they were walking my friend out in handcuffs. He shuffled, head down. Autumn frowned and the leaves scuttled away in disgust.
Today, the vultures swooped in, picked the bones of all his earthly possessions that littered what was once his front lawn. Jackals, and hideous hyena faced men and women took the last of his things.
Even though he was arrested, he still grows. and although they are free, they die more daily in their own private evictions. I've seen more humanity at a hanging.