Shame, Shame
Raunchy rapists, rancorous garroters,
Gangsters, mobsters and white collar cheats are
Sure and secure in political shelters
Bad cops are busy carting homes, dirty grafts
Good cops are kept to guard lords and blackguards
Laws are interred deep under money vaults
Justice jerks, shirks to retch out of courts hearts
Mistake not; rule of law hasn’t come to a halt
Look at those piled up cases, cunning touts
And remorseless lawyers ruling the roost
And those cracking lathis on the weak backs
Of beggars, rikshapullers and street hawkers
Scared commoners dare not even stare
At the reigning outrage
How can an odd poet react; but to catapult
Letter darts; let someone read them or not
poem by Sathya Narayana
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Lawyer's Paradise
Some times law is very confusing
System of courts is quite amusing,
The cases are not disposed off fast
So significance of the justice is lost.
One or for other reason day after day
Months and years, cases are delayed.
Justice seekers wait long in the process
Pay for being victim of the dilatoriness.
Lawyers get adjournment every time
And charge to their clients per diem.
Some times to harass the opposition
Take adjournment for flimsy reason.
Many clients are poor and uneducated
Pay for justice and wait time unlimited.
The client suffers by adjournment practice
And unfortunately fall victim to injustice.
Some lawyers are habitual of adjournment
Some Continue meaningless argument;
For each adjournment client has to pay
Lawyer extract money, clients face delay.
Courts which do not timely decide
Are the places of lawyers paradise.
(c) S.D.Tiwari
poem by S.D. Tiwari
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Cant Get No Justice
black man
in them poverty chains
cant get no justice
in them sterile white courts.
blue collar man
in them grimy working chains
cant get no justice
in them insulated courts.
freedom man
in them speak out chains
cant get no justice
in them walled off courts.
poor woman, ha!
in them second class chains
cant get no justice
in them man-god courts.
you and me
in them angry tired chains
cant get no justice
in them fictional courts!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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We and our Laws
Our laws permit the police
to lay a trap to catch,
the worst criminal at large,
only on receiving complaints.
The people are cut into size
by the laws of our land
and those of the chopper-rowdies.
The weak and the meek can’t dare
file complaints against the killers
and the cops ignore the unruly deeds.
Some doctors loot the kidneys
and make a quick fortune.
They land in jails after a decade
when the police receive complaints.
Some feign as tax-officers
crush the flowers in the cine-films
and rob their hard-earned money.
The cops won’t act till those girls
come and report with flashing cameras around.
Some unlawful youths kill and scare,
amass wealth in crores,
pipe funds to ruling parties;
the public and the police remain tight-lipped.
The officers need to praise them on dais
in fear of being transferred or blackmailed.
The people feel insecure to see some cops
or the culprits reaching atop the public life.
The politicians too feel uneasy
When the reporters hired or bought step in
as they of the Fourth Estate
could make or mar someone’s repute.
The factors of caste, religion, dinner and cash
spur the newsmen to turn their cameras
and wield their pens to belch out fire and filth.
May God bless those who haven’t joined parties!
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poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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Lightning Strikes
Boys, it looks, are ready to rumble
The word on the street some heads are gonna tumble
Blades gonna flash when streets gang clash
In the avenue tonight
When the lightning strikes
Zip gun johnnys finger is itchin
The lids gonna blow up in hells kitchen
Its an eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
Its so ruthless when they fight
When the lightning strikes
And its free for all in the parking lot
And wholl rule the street
And the night explodes
When the cops bring down the heat
And the chains they crash like thunder
While the weak ones all retreat
Gotta draw first blood
Or theyll read your funeral rights
When the lightning strikes
Its dog eat dog when you meet your rival
And the combat zone its your means of survival
Gonna get last licks on a suicide blitz
With a broken dagger knife
When the lightning strikes
And its free for all in the parking lot
And wholl rule the street
And the night explodes
When the cops bring down the heat
And the chains they crash like thunder
While the weak ones all retreat
Gotta draw first blood
Or theyll read your funeral rights
Oh, oh...
When the lightning strikes
When the lightning strikes
When the lightning strikes
Lightning and thunder
When the lightning strikes...
song performed by by Aerosmith
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I had a problem with cops pulling me over all the time for speeding. When I was doing Hill Street Blues, the cops said how much they loved the show as they were writing me up; meanwhile my insurance went through the roof.
quote by Jennifer Tilly
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The DirtyWhore
The Dirty Whore
Whore whore whore the dirty little whore
With her heavy hips and juicy lips
She is bound by her pimp who gives her, her daily dose
Crack Coke heroine or lsd
In them she her emotions pores
Whore whore whore the dirty little whore
As she tickles your dick and gives you new kicks
Biting down your balls to take it all
She massages your chest as she bears her breasts
Coming close yet staying a far
As her panties she removes to make new moves
Saddeling up your prick up and down she rolls
Whore whore whore the dirty little whore
Her job is tough her beat is rough
Pimps and pushers her companions at night
She dines with gangsters and cops alike
Getting paid well and getting beaten at times
Taking pills to giving new thrills
Whore whore whore the dirty little whore
Either at street corners, in bazaar's or mandi's
My friends you are bound to meet this raandi
500 for a blow 5000 for a shag
She even carries rubbers in her bag
To please you is her job
But you of your morality she will rob
Beware of the whore the dirty little whore
poem by Anuj Tikku
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Dirty White Boy
Hey, baby, if youre feelin down
I know whats good for you all day
Are you worried what your friends see
Will it ruin your reputation lovin me
cause Im a dirty white boy
Yeah a dirty white boy
A dirty white boy
Dont drive no big black car
Dont like no hollywood movie star
You want me to be true to you
You dont give a damn what I do to you
Im just a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, dirty white boy
Dirty white boy
Well, Im a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, yeah, dirty white boy
A dirty white boy
Ive been in trouble since I dont know when
Im in trouble now and I now somehow Ill find trouble again
Im a loner, but Im never alone
Every night I get one step closer to the danger zone
cause Im a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, yeah, dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, Im a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy
Cmon, cmon boy
Dirty white boy, white boy
Dirty white boy, Im a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy
Hey, Im a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, yeah, Im a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, dirty white boy, yeah
song performed by by Foreigner
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Childrens Story
Feat. rahzel
(kids voices)
Uncle whitey, uncle whitey, can you tell us a bedtime story?
Yeah, we want some bedtimes stories...(please!)
Once upon a time not long ago, when people wore pajamas and lived life slow
When laws were stern and justice stood, and people were behavin like they our too good
There was a little boy who was misled by another lil boy and this is what he said
Me and you, guy, we gonna make sum cash, robbin old folks and makin the dash
They did the job, money came with ease, but one couldnt stop, its like he had a disease
He robbed another and another and a sister and her brother
Tried to rob a man who was a d.t. undercover, the cop grabbed his arm, he started acting erratic,
He said, keep still, boy, no need for static, punched him in his belly and he gave him a slap
But little did he know the lil boy was strapped, the kid pulled out a gun
He said, whyd you hit me? , the barrel was set straight for the cops kidney
The cop got scared, the kid, he starts to figure, Ill do years if I pull this trigger
So he cold dashed and ran around the block, cop radios in to another lady cop
He ran by a tree, there he saw this sister, a shot for the head, he shot back but he missed her
Looked around good and from expectations, so he decided hed head for the subway stations
But she was coming so he made a left, he was runnin top speed till he was outta breath
Knocked an old man down and swore he killed him, then he made his move to an abandoned building
Ran up the stairs up to the top floor, opened up the door there, guess who he saw
Dave the dope fiend shootin dope, who dont know the meaning of water nor soap,
He said, I need bullets, hurry up, run, the dope fiend brought back a spanking shotgun
He went outside but there was cops all over, then he dipped into a car, was a stolen nova
Raced up the block doing 83, crashed into a tree near university,
Escaped alive though the car was battered, rat-a-tat-tatted and all the cops scattered
Ran out of bullets but still had static, grabbed a pregnant lady and out the automatic
Pointed at her head and he said the gun was full of lead
He told the cops, back off or honey heres dead, deep in his heart he knew he was wrong
So he let the lady go and he starts to move on, sirens sounded, he seemed astounded
Before long the lil boy got surrounded, he dropped the gun, so went the glory
And this is the way I must end this story, he was only nineteen, in a madmans dream
I saw the cops shoot the kid, I still hear him scream, this aint funny so dont you dare laugh
Just another case bout the wrong path, straight and narrow or your soul gets cashed
Gnight
song performed by by Everlast
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Cops And Donuts
When I was on the freeway, doing 70 all drunk
A copper pulled me over, and I thought that I was sunk
He came up to my car, I thought up a little trick
I took a donut, jelly filled, and put it on a stick
He came up to my window, and shouted to get out
So I quickly took the donut and I shoved it in his mouth
So I drove away, he shouted for some more
So I threw it out the window and he ate it off the floor
Cops and donuts
Cops love donuts
Cops love donuts
Cops and donuts
song performed by by NOFX
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Children's Story (feat. Rahzel)
Kids Voices]
Uncle Whitey, Uncle Whitey, can you tell us a bedtime story?
Yeah, we want some bedtimes stories...(Please!)
[Everlast]
Once upon a time not long ago,
when people wore pajamas and lived life slow
When laws were stern and justice stood,
and people were behavin' like they our too good
There was a little boy who was misled by another lil' boy
and this is what he said
"Me and you, Guy, we gonna make sum cash,
robbin' old folks and makin' the dash"
They did the job, money came with ease,
but one couldn't stop, it's like he had a disease
He robbed another and another and a sister and her brother
Tried to rob a man who was a D.T. undercover,
the cop grabbed his arm, he started acting erratic,
He said, "keep still, boy, no need for static",
punched him in his belly and he gave him a slap
But little did he know the lil' boy was strapped,
the kid pulled out a gun
He said, "Why'd you hit me?",
the barrel headed straight for the cop kidney
The cop got scared, the kid, he starts to figure,
"I'll do years if I pull this trigger"
So he cold dashed, ran around the block,
cop radios in to another lady cop
He ran by a tree, there he saw this sister,
a shot for the head, he shot back but he missed her
Looked around good and from expectations,
so he decided he'd head for the subway stations
But she was coming so he made a left,
he was runnin' top speed till he was outta breath
Knocked an old man down and swore he killed him,
then he made his move to an abandoned building
Ran up the stairs up to the top floor,
opened up the door there, guess who he saw
Dave the dope fiend shootin' dope,
who don't know the meaning of water nor soap,
He said, "I need bullets, hurry up, run",
the dope fiend brought back a spanking shotgun
He went outside but there was cops all over,
then he dipped into a car, was a stolen Nova
Raced up the block doing 83, crashed into a tree near university,
Escaped alive though the car was battered,
rat-a-tat-tatted and all the cops scattered
Ran out of bullets but still had static,
grabbed a pregnant lady and out the automatic
Pointed at her head and he said the gun was full of lead
He told the cops, "back off or honey here's dead",
deep in his heart he knew he was wrong
so he let the lady go and he starts to move on,
sirens sounded, he seemed astounded
Before long the lil' boy got surrounded,
he dropped the gun, so went the glory
And this is the way I gotta end this story,
he was only nineteen, in a madman's dream
I saw the cops shoot the kid, I still hear him scream,
this ain't funny so don't you dare laugh
Just another case 'bout the wrong path,
straight and narrow or your soul gets cashed
G'night
song performed by by Everlast
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White Collar Crime
I'm not hungry, (?) throw away the key (?)
It's outrageous, nobody cares,
White collar crime, you had the time,
Blue collar crime, you'll do time every time,
Stealing from the company, taking all the profits,
Sharing with your family, drinking all the benefits,
(?), shocking, it's all so mocking,
White collar crime, you don't have the time,
Blue collar crime, you'll do time every time,
You can get away with it, will they get away with it?
Do they get away with it? yes, they get away with it.
Burn money today, free money tomorrow,
(?) goes my mind, causes so much sorrow,
(?), it's all the same, it's a money power game
White collar crime, you do the time,
Blue collar crime, you do time every time
White collar crime, you don't have the time,
Blue collar crime, you do time every time
All the same, money power game,
It's all the same, money power game,
It's all the same, it's a money power game,
All the same, it's a money, a money, power, the power game,
It's all the same.
song performed by by Grace Jones
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Funny Courts
Check and balanced souls are deeds.
Call our Warrants lying seeds.
YUPPIFY worlds will buy our hearts.
Funny laws have funny counts.
Counter claims against are laws.
Laws of Eden tyrants fall.
Words of mouths have greedy needs.
Laws and phases are all to feed.
Feed our hearts are ways of earth.
Some co0jnsensus facts may nurse.
First to punch is something forces.
First are forces are over lords.
First to have are grosses are gains.
All obtrude are tyrants airs.
Country origin counts their cases.
Stir and nick for words or tastes.
China despots take their laws.
Kill no deaths but tyrants fall.
Goals are aims are funny counts.
Funny counts have funny nouns.
Phase to lock are nothing lag.
Manic tyrants are mania mad.
China perils come with miffs.
Bootstraps men have faces that lift.
Buy off judges have funny courts.
Breadths of views are better thought.
Counter cases are equal laws.
Goals are there but lost our balls.
-Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3-
poem by Cheung Shun Sang
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An Apt Pupil
Knockin' about (said Benny, the Tough)
By the Rocks an' Woolloomooloo,
Oh, I was a low-brow, right enough,
And a bit of a bounder, too.
Kickin' about with me larrikin band,
I was always gittin' in bad;
Till the kindly cops took me in hand,
An', lissen, I've been glad.
I was a tough when life begun,
An' me ideels was not high
Doin' the things that 'are not done,'
Disgracin' me old school tie.
Me feet was set on the downward road,
A crook I was, an' a cad,
Till the genteel cops taught me a Code
An', lissen, I was glad.
Doin' sich things as I never had ort,
Soilin' the family name,
With never a notion of good, clean sport
Or the pride of playin' the game.
The dirtiest fighter in all the Rocks,
That's the sort of name I had,
Till the manly cops taught me to box;
An', lissen, I was glad.
Playin' the game with a good straight bat,
Scornin' the bottle an' boot;
Turnin' meself from a wharfside rat
To a reel nice-livin' coot.
Learnin' to battle without 'arf-bricks
Or with pickets, as once I had
For the good cops taught me their rastlin' tricks
An', lissen, I was glad.
But flesh is weak; an' I fell from grace,
An' I goes an' I drifts right back,
An' burgled a bit of a jeweller's place;
An' a cop gets on me track,
But I meets his rush with a good straight right,
An' I reckon he got reel mad
To think that the cops taught me to fight.
But, lissen, I was glad.
Then a crowd of his pals come off their beats;
But I takes to me heels an' clears,
An' I leads 'em a marathon thro' the streets
While they lumbers and puffs in the rear.
Then I loses 'em all when I'd had me fun,
An' I sprints like a race-course prad.
For me cobbers the cops taught me to run,
An', lissen, was I glad?
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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It seemed to me... that the only valid people to deal with crime were cops, and I would like to make the lead character, rather than a single person, a squad of cops.
quote by Evan Hunter
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Puke On Cops
look at me now. full on the run. i can't stop myself from crashing. breaking grass, bumming a yard. fixing stuff that was never broken. pulling out all the stops. i'm gonna puck on the cops. i'm telling the kids, punk rocks. i'm gonna puke on cops. gimme a side of airplane noise or a half a glass of our resistance. add a dash of disobedient public nusant, richtor riot. pulling out all the stops. i'm gonna puck on the cops. i'm telling the kids, punk rocks. i'm gonna puke on cops.
song performed by by NOFX
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Farewell to Facebook and Twitters
Don't sneeze at face-book
as the IT Acts won't brook.
In your house, the cops will land,
with an automatic gun as a magic wand
Don't snide a politician in twitters.
The cops will make you get the jitters.
The cyber-laws are a crooked mind's flaws.
The innocents get caught between its jaws.
We aren't free to give voice to our thoughts.
We enjoy in silence the emergency lots.
Hold your pen you wordsmiths
till the claws are torn apart by the lawsmiths.
poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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City Of Beggars
The sky is always blue in the city of beggars
There is not much green in the city of beggars
There are buildings being built so fast in the city of beggars
In every corner that you encounter
The city of beggars are growing so fast
And in the city of beggars lives 30 million people
The air is not that good in the city of beggars
Because of the factories and the cars
The city of beggars never sleep
The noise goes on 24 hours a day
It is not safe to walk in the street of beggars
Because you can get robbed and killed at any time of the night or day
The traffic is chaotic in the city of beggars
Thanks God there is no snow in the city of beggars
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Someone To Love
City of strangers
Millions alone
I'm looking for one
Dirty old river
No streets of gold
I guess that I should've known
I'm walking on busy street
I'm chasing someone else dream
Looking past the eyes that never meet
Ain't that you and me.
Someone to give me my love to
All I need is someone to love
Someone to give my love to
All we need is someone to love.
I got the letter
The letter from home
I read it every day
Cause it reminds me
That there's still a part of me
That never went away
I wake up to the london rain
No one to guide me
song performed by by Naim Thomas from No Tengo Prisa
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My friends and I make short films. We pretended to rob the Dairy Queen where our friend worked, but someone thought we were real thieves and called the cops! Soon, the cops burst in with guns drawn!
quote by Josh Hartnett
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It is a different genre - a show about something other than doctors, lawyers and cops. Teachers are something completely different. I think it makes for very interesting television.
quote by Chi McBride
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