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EASY PREY
From Friday night,
to Sunday afternoon.
I was caged like a mixed breed.
Subjected to the dawn.
By legal professionals,
who apparently found
my appearance fucked up.
For being a metalhead and heavy
A rough investigation bitch.
Bitter hours of police confinement.
Many others with me,
chew the bitter pill.
And seek forgetfulness in conversation.
Lost hours that will never return
Stages of life,
Buenos Aires city
Imprisoning the teenage rocker.
The order is fulfilled by the obedient.
He is in the streets and his image is pure passion.
Doesn't fit the mold, easy prey to subdue.
When ordered to fill the cage
It's no wonder, they take the metalhead.
To expose him in the damn book.
Certifying that there were detainees
Even if innocent