Remanded. By Louis P. Burns aka Lugh © 2004 / 2006
Posted: Mon May 12, 2008 11:23 pm
remanded
By Louis P. Burns aka Lugh © 2004 / 2006 All Rights Reserved.
i was led handcuffed out of the courtroom
into a corridor full of barristers
cops, concerned family members
lawyers and other people accused of crime
out through the main doors
into the blistering heat of a july day
i was guided to the back door
of an armour plated red ford sierra
my head gently but firmly
pushed towards its roasting hot interior
remanded
i was forced onto the rear seat
another cop
big bloke
ginger haired with massive sideburns
got in the other door
he pointed the barrel of his semi-automatic
at my head and snarled
we were escorted by two motorcycle cops
across the craigavon bridge
out into the countryside
past the river I used to fish in and
the nut house i later stayed in
we went under some trees
down the dual carriageway
that runs along the outside of
a massive industrial estate
i was terrified
i thought i was going to die
ginger smiled, winked and pretended to squeeze his trigger
his eyes never left me as he sniggered
the female cop in the passenger seat said
i trembled as i smoked it savouring, every, single, puff
ginger farted then wound down his window
past barbed wire fencing, bullet proof grills
metal detectors, british soldiers on security detail
they looked all hot and bothered
remanded...
i was led to a shower room
all new inmates had to wash
and be peppered with anti-flea powder
i was taken to the doctor for a general fitness check
he shuffled loads of paperwork then asked
uncontrollable sobs
i needed my prozac
i needed my dad
i needed to know why I was here
he let me cry then said
my mind locked in a living hell
remanded...
By Louis P. Burns aka Lugh © 2004 / 2006 All Rights Reserved.
i was led handcuffed out of the courtroom
into a corridor full of barristers
cops, concerned family members
lawyers and other people accused of crime
out through the main doors
into the blistering heat of a july day
i was guided to the back door
of an armour plated red ford sierra
my head gently but firmly
pushed towards its roasting hot interior
remanded
i was forced onto the rear seat
another cop
big bloke
ginger haired with massive sideburns
got in the other door
he pointed the barrel of his semi-automatic
at my head and snarled
- "behave!"
we were escorted by two motorcycle cops
across the craigavon bridge
out into the countryside
past the river I used to fish in and
the nut house i later stayed in
we went under some trees
down the dual carriageway
that runs along the outside of
a massive industrial estate
i was terrified
i thought i was going to die
ginger smiled, winked and pretended to squeeze his trigger
his eyes never left me as he sniggered
- "mind the bumps!
this gun could go off"
the female cop in the passenger seat said
- "that's enough"
i trembled as i smoked it savouring, every, single, puff
ginger farted then wound down his window
- "you've no sense of humour doll.
that's your fuckin' problem"
past barbed wire fencing, bullet proof grills
metal detectors, british soldiers on security detail
they looked all hot and bothered
remanded...
i was led to a shower room
all new inmates had to wash
and be peppered with anti-flea powder
i was taken to the doctor for a general fitness check
he shuffled loads of paperwork then asked
- "catholic or protestant?"
- "no religion"
- "that's probably why you're here son"
uncontrollable sobs
i needed my prozac
i needed my dad
i needed to know why I was here
he let me cry then said
- "we'll get you sorted. try to get some rest.
do you have any allergies? are you a vegetarian?
this prison officer will take you to your cell"
my mind locked in a living hell
remanded...