I got pulled over by a cop
on my way home from work.
I tried to be respectful
but he was such a jerk.

It was an unsafe lane change
claimed the vehicle code.
But how could it have been unsafe
with no one on the road?

At three AM there's not much point
with nobody to see,
A signal that I'm changing lanes
unless I'm warning me.

But that was not at all the point,
he needed an excuse,
So he could pull me over
and dish out his abuse.

He asked me to step from my car
and recite the alphabet.
I told him, stupid human tricks
are games he'd best forget.

I don't roll over or play dead,
if that's what you expect.
I don't get down and kiss the shoes
of those I don't respect.

I will let you test my breath;
to that I'm bound by law.
Speak not another word to me,
just bring me the straw.

But the cop was getting angry
which made him more an ass.
For I had not been drinking,
and he knew I would pass.

So he said open up your trunk,
I must inspect you car.
I said without a warrant,
you'll not get very far.

I want to see what gives you cause
to violate my rights.
Of what crime am I suspect,
that puts me in your sights?

His tantrum then reminded me,
of an angry, spoiled child.
But when he gave me the ticket,
at me he only smiled.

He wrote me up for speeding
and things that were not true.
And when he started laughing,
my contempt for him grew.

From that night two months had passed
before my day in court.
I listened as he testified
to the lies in his report.

I would have been convicted,
were it his word against mine.
For I watched them stick together
just like a pack of swine.

Then I saw their smiles turn to frowns
when I pulled out the cassette.
And played the truth of what transpired,
that I knew he'd forget.

The cop was then suspended,
for just a little while.
For last night he pulled beside me,
and smugly shot a smile.

And so I witnessed justice
as now it is defined,
By a system that protects its own,
from the public it's maligned.

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