Busted Yet Again Poem by Linda Racaniello

i should of never trusted
i fail time and again
this time I lost big
and I'm going to the pen

they are gonna lock me up
and maybe throw the away the key
busted over and over
habitual offender that's me

not my fault doesn't cut it
the police don't even care
all they know is they got me
what they call fair & square

my nephew he was driving
tried to outrun the cop
it's miracle I'm not dead
because he wouldn't stop

he drove down windy roads
just missed a guard rail
was inches from a bridge
my dad had to pay our bail

he tossed his drugs on my floor
right at my freakin' feet
when I got out of the car
they fell into the street

so now I am charged with possession
because they were on my floor
and because he won't admit the truth
I am the who has to answer for

so my 120 days is gone
cause of a bag trees
the deal is off the table
I wonder how long they will give me

if HE would just tell the truth
that he OWNED the trees
I would be eternally grateful
if that he did that for me

but that will never happen
even though we'd both get discharged
his truth would set me free
and they would dropp his charge