Horrible Neighbor Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Watching a neighbor turning water on at the meter, trying to hide the fact by pulling his pickup truck alongside it.
Three illegals with picks and shovels, now pretending to do something - all the while hiding facts of water being turned on illegally.
Blankets and sheets placed over their open RV gate, also to hide what they want no one to know.
Police have failed to catch them in acts of illegal drug activity so neighbors continue doing it.
Smell of a meth lab cooking away, along with noise of generators going all hours into the night.
Stolen identities being used to hide their activities day and night.
An entire neighborhood being held at bay by drug addicts and dealers intimidating them with guns and motorcycles.
Where are the police and city inspectors you say?
No one can say for sure, but they're obviously not doing their jobs.