Suicide Sal

We each of us have a good 'alibi'
For being down here in the 'joint'
But few of them really are justified
If you get right down to the point.

You've heard of a woman's glory
Being spent on a 'downright cur'
Still you can't always judge the story
As true, being told by her.

As long as I've stayed on this 'island'
And heard 'confidence tales' from each 'gal'
Only one seemed interesting and truthful-
The story of 'Suicide Sal'.

Now 'Sal' was a gal of rare beauty,
Though her features were coarse and tough;
She never once faltered from duty
To play on the 'up and up'.

'Sal' told me this tale on the evening
Before she was turned out 'free'
And I'll do my best to relate it
Just as she told it to me:

I was born on a ranch in Wyoming;
Not treated like Helen of Troy,
I was taught that 'rods were rulers'
And 'ranked' as a greasy cowboy.

Then I left my old home for the city
To play in its mad dizzy whirl,
Not knowing how little of pity
It holds for a country girl.

There I fell for 'the line' of a 'henchman'
A 'professional killer' from 'Chi'
I couldn't help loving him madly,
For him even I would die.

One year we were desperately happy
Our 'ill gotten gains' we spent free,
I was taught the ways of the 'underworld'
Jack was just like a 'god' to me.

I got on the 'F.B.A.' payroll
To get the 'inside lay' of the 'job'
The bank was 'turning big money'!
It looked like a 'cinch for the mob'.

Eighty grand without even a 'rumble'-
Jack was last with the 'loot' in the door,
When the 'teller' dead-aimed a revolver
From where they forced him to lie on the floor.

I knew I had only a moment-
He would surely get Jack as he ran,
So I 'staged' a 'big fade out' beside him
And knocked the forty-five out of his hand.

They 'rapped me down big' at the station,
And informed me that I'd get the blame
For the 'dramatic stunt' pulled on the 'teller'
Looked to them, too much like a 'game'.

The 'police' called it a 'frame-up'
Said it was an 'inside job'
But I steadily denied any knowledge
Or dealings with 'underworld mobs'.

The 'gang' hired a couple of lawyers,
The best 'fixers' in any mans town,
But it takes more than lawyers and money
When Uncle Sam starts 'shaking you down'.

I was charged as a 'scion of gangland'
And tried for my wages of sin,
The 'dirty dozen' found me guilty-
From five to fifty years in the pen.

I took the 'rap' like good people,
And never one 'squawk' did I make
Jack 'dropped himself' on the promise
That we make a 'sensational break'.

Well, to shorten a sad lengthy story,
Five years have gone over my head
Without even so much as a letter-
At first I thought he was dead.

But not long ago I discovered;
From a gal in the joint named Lyle,
That Jack and his 'moll' had 'got over'
And were living in true 'gangster style'.

If he had returned to me sometime,
Though he hadn't a cent to give
I'd forget all the hell that he's caused me,
And love him as long as I lived.

But there's no chance of his ever coming,
For he and his moll have no fears
But that I will die in this prison,
Or 'flatten' this fifty years.

Tomorrow I'll be on the 'outside'
And I'll 'drop myself' on it today,
I'll 'bump 'em if they give me the 'hotsquat'
On this island out here in the bay…

The iron doors swung wide next morning
For a gruesome woman of waste,
Who at last had a chance to 'fix it'
Murder showed in her cynical face.

Not long ago I read in the paper
That a gal on the East Side got 'hot'
And when the smoke finally retreated,
Two of gangdom were found 'on the spot'.

It related the colorful story
Of a 'jilted gangster gal'
Two days later, a 'sub-gun' ended
The story of 'Suicide Sal'.

by Bonnie Parker

Comments (8)

:) Your poem gave off a nice feeling when read..
A delightful poem with all the images and possiblities. I wonder what would happen if one would meet such a lady. I remember an ad quite a few years ago which involved hiring employees. It's main message was, 'Give me someone who reads.' You do well to use what you read as inspiration, so keep on reading and writing. It helps understand and appreciate what one reads too.
I am so impressed with the flow of this one John...WoW, truly I Love this one! You are so talented.I thank you so much for this read and I look forward to delving deeper into your poetry soon... Take Care of U and please keep sharing from the heart........... Shelley
i like it~every girl should have a poem like this read to her~
Beautifully written... always, i was amazed to the wonderful creation of God. Keep it up... Love and peace
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