let the games begin

I want to tell a story about

an officer who shot a man down

8 shots to the chest

and that fucker just turned around

I live amongst these men

the chomos the pigs

I protect them

defend them

when their court date arrives

sometimes

sometimes

I just want to bend down

and tie my boots

give an opening for the father

whose 7 year old daughter was raped to death

give an opening for the son

who lost a mom whose body was too torn to see

Just because some fucker stole her R.V.

There is no justice in the justice system

it's all bullshit

we reward them with peanut butter

and Moonpies

but the victims are dead

you have to go on with life

one time I passed a cell

and saw a chomo getting ass raped

I passed by like I didn't see

karma was the bigger and tougher bitch

I didn't feel that justice was served

It is never enough compare to what they did

It is never enough even if the victim is found

or lives