"BANG, BANG", I can now hear them pounding on my door.
Then, "BANG, BANG", car doors close, I'm at home no more.
Pushed and stuffed in the back of a sleek unmarked car,
Driven quickly, hands secured, my journeys end is not far.
"You", he points, "Over here now"; I tell him my name.
He stares at some forms, to him we are all the same.
A loud "BANG", then locked in a cell with many I'll share.
Grim faces turn, my gut tells me best not to stare.
Three others and I are ordered, "Get up now, and get out".
In another room, we strip and are searched as we turn about.
"Hurry up and get dressed", then we wait in another cell there.
And we wait and we wait, no one even pretends that they care.
Again, it's "get out now, get out", and each of us led to a room.
"BANG", we find ourselves locked in our own concrete like tomb.
"BANG", at the door, something like food is pushed through to eat.
Time passes slowly; nighttime offers us but a long restless sleep.
A new dawn welcomes us with our first judgement day.
Soon it is "Everybody out, now, get in line, best you not delay."
Hurry, let's go"; some of are led left and some are led right.
"BANG", another door, more waiting, there seems no end in sight.
"BANG, BANG", a gavel sounds, leaving me little doubt.
Payment required for freedom or there is no getting out.
"CA-CHING", lawyers, "CA-CHING", experts, each wanting their own dime.
"BANG, BANG", soon more court sessions and meetings devouring my time.
All the delays and motions quickly add months and then years.
The lack of progress frustrates and multiplies my hopeless fears.
Waiting and waiting, a life in limbo, I finally say that is enough.
"BANG, BANG", a judge, a court order with her act of being tough.
Probation, costly assessing, therapy and tests come as I fall.
"BANG, BANG", that is my head hitting a wall.
BANG'',BANG" ... "BANG, BANG"!
Falsely accused, wrongfully abused.
"BANG, BANG"!
Feb 1
Feb 1, 2026 at 12:42 PM UTC
"BANG, BANG", I can now hear them pounding on my door.
Then, "BANG, BANG", car doors close, I'm at home no more.
Pushed and stuffed in the back of a sleek unmarked car,
Driven quickly, hands secured, my journeys end is not far.
"You", he points, "Over here now"; I tell him my name.
He stares at some forms, to him we are all the same.
A loud "BANG", then locked in a cell with many I'll share.
Grim faces turn, my gut tells me best not to stare.
Three others and I are ordered, "Get up now, and get out".
In another room, we strip and are searched as we turn about.
"Hurry up and get dressed", then we wait in another cell there.
And we wait and we wait, no one even pretends that they care.
Again, it's "get out now, get out", and each of us led to a room.
"BANG", we find ourselves locked in our own concrete like tomb.
"BANG", at the door, something like food is pushed through to eat.
Time passes slowly; nighttime offers us but a long restless sleep.
A new dawn welcomes us with our first judgement day.
Soon it is "Everybody out, now, get in line, best you not delay."
Hurry, let's go"; some of are led left and some are led right.
"BANG", another door, more waiting, there seems no end in sight.
"BANG, BANG", a gavel sounds, leaving me little doubt.
Payment required for freedom or there is no getting out.
"CA-CHING", lawyers, "CA-CHING", experts, each wanting their own dime.
"BANG, BANG", soon more court sessions and meetings devouring my time.
All the delays and motions quickly add months and then years.
The lack of progress frustrates and multiplies my hopeless fears.
Waiting and waiting, a life in limbo, I finally say that is enough.
"BANG, BANG", a judge, a court order with her act of being tough.
Probation, costly assessing, therapy and tests come as I fall.
"BANG, BANG", that is my head hitting a wall.
BANG'',BANG" ... "BANG, BANG"!
Falsely accused, wrongfully abused.
"BANG, BANG"!
