Racket At The Gate Poem by persian khushi

A scream in the night

a racket at the gate

we jumped out of bed

police woman screaming

from door to door

she makes a noise

screaming from the gate

in search of the one who called

in distress

end on the road

it seems the police had much time to waste

where are they when real crimes are
committed?

sleep in our eyes

she screamed

accusing us of making an anonymous call

she saw our lights go on

woke us up

then said ' you made the call'