The Night of April 27, '05

Pounding the front door
In one of her famous drunken states
I warned Mother about letting her in....

Locked myself in a room
Heard when she began beating up mom
Heard Mother's head, her entire body
Slam against the stairs...

The queen of fools then comes after me
In tears she says "I just want to talk"
I refuse to open the door
Give her several warnings to leave...

Mother then comes to the garage
Shasta screams "FUCK YOU"
I yell through the door at her
"I swear to god if you hit her I'll call the fuckin cops.."
As I hear a loud smack and chairs flying....

"911, please state your emergency.."
"I'd like to report a domestic violence..."
"Address and phone number please..."
"3902 W. 42nd, 586-2*9*"
"Please explain whats going on, has anyone been drinking..."
"My sister came home plastered and attacked my mother..."
"..he..hell..hello?..."
"Mom is that you...?"
"Are you alright mam? Do you need an ambulance or any medical attention of any kind?..."
"No... I'm fine, just get her out..."
"3 cars are on their way, would you 2 please stay on the phone until they reach the premises..?"

6 COPS, 2 CHARGES, AND 3 PROBATION VIOLATIONS LATER....
"Shasta Machelle Love, you are under arrest for assault, violating your probation by consuming alcohol, and there was also a warrant issued out for your arrest due to unstable contact with you P.O. Erika Feilds..."
"You have the right to remain silent, anything you say can/will be used against you in the court of law. You have the right to be speak to an attorney, and to have an attorney present during any questioning. If you cannot afford a lawyer, one will be provided for you at government expense...."

In the car once again
Back to her familiar cells of hell
Forever unforgiven....

This time, I saw it, heard it... reported it
She will never change
A drunk junkie she is
And a drunk junkie she remains...