Some Men In Blue And Black Poem by Olorode Olorunleke

Gently on my lane I stand
Looking all round for ends meet
That has failed to end
Despite obtaining a million certificates

Within the blink of an eye
A dunce bumped my way
Shouting and ranting as a mean guy
Revealing the goodness of land that's decayed

Next in line did he summon D devils
In their blue and black, they differently appeared
'....whatever you say will be used against you
In the court of law' as if they know the law they claim

Acting the 'devil bank' is their ways
Between the complainant and the suspect
For the purpose of their purse
Which is being accursed not to be for something great

With or without investigation
Arraignment is their remedy
For him that claims to know the law, for liberation
Or one having no finance, for liberty

Thereafter abandon the defendant
With the lies of special assignments
Till it's struck out
For whose fate has no dent

Many are not in luck of arraignment
As they decay and die without trial
Could it be their fate is dented
Or their gods live in denial?

Hear me well oh one whose heart is open
Claim no right when your purse is bad
To get lawyers that will get things done
Seeking forgiveness on your right is good

As this averts imminent danger
Of a lifetime in detention
With no help from people to get funds together
'Cos some men of blue and black are not set for investigation

...if you're slapped on the first cheek, turn the other forthwith
Says the Holy book
Not that you don't know your right
But for the sake of some men in blue and black.