Dylan Thomas Palimpsest

Don’t go quietly with those “good” cops.
Raise arms and they might shoot you dead;
beware at even “routine” traffic stops.

Wise guys know when something “pops”
to duck and run, cover their heads;
they don’t go quietly with those good cops.

Poor workers pushing filthy mops,
no matter what the politicians said
know there are no routine traffic stops.

Wild kids who cruise the evening shops
and realize — too young! — they might be dead
don’t go quietly with those good cops.

A woman takes her smart phone out and drops
it on the seat, recording all that’s said
even at routine traffic stops.

And you, brother, sister, if it crops
up, let this sad truth sink into your head:
Don’t go quietly with those “good” cops.
Danger lurks at every traffic stop.

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