Informant Poems - Poems about Informant

BEING AN INFORMANT UNDERCOVER DOPE FIEND HAD A FEW PERKS ESPECIALLY FOR MY ABUSIVE EX HUSBAND HE DID ODD JOBS FOR CIRO AND HIS PARTNER LARRY MOVING VIDEO MACHINES FENCING WEAPONS CIRO HAD STORED IN...Read the rest...

It was Indian summer 1985 Fbi Alan King arrived we sat sipping lemonade as i prepared lunch for my two girl pregnant with my third child hoping for a boy this time laughing on the...Read the rest...

My journey of wearing wires pregnant for the federal bureau of investigations buying weapons and drugstores from killers gang leaders most of corrupt cops selling drugs and working security for gangs committing violent crimes fir...Read the rest...

Fbi Alan King was very angry shocking as he warns me that Gargano burns blacks physically and politically I couldn’t fathom any of this as he asked why are Gargano so close what is it...Read the rest...

How Catrina bell mckissick and jay Townsend Johnson Henry decided to impersonate me exposing my identity as an fbi informant wearing wires pregnant buying weapons and drugs from junk sick cops this was ongoing from...Read the rest...

My bleary eyes delicately opened to the view Of the cold, hard, unapologetic grey wall. I’m in jail? Now the meet and greet. “Hey, is anyone else here a paedophile screwball?” My black eyes opened to view the...Read the rest...