All beaten up

At eleven or so I got a call,
Picked up to hear ma friend was in a brawl,
Full of frights and no content,
Poor bugger had met with an accident.

I rushed to the spot to find him there,
People all crowded round, scary I swear,
To help my friend who was in a fight,
After the bike accident, earlier that night.

He banged a policeman and knocked him out,
He fell to the ground with blood in his mouth,
Partly unconscious and his femur split,
We knew we were in some bad shit.

Six navy men came, most of them high,
They started reacting I dono why,
Hitting my friend and punched his chest,
I think you don wanna know about the rest.

They hit me too and I fought back,
He punched me and I gave him a smack,
Shirt all torn I began to run,
One navy guy took out a gun.

Caught me at last a kilometre away,
I knew I had no chance any way,
With a broken nose I fell to the road,
With blood all over I looked like a dead toad.

An experience so weird but one to remember,
This actually happened in the month of September,
Every single image still fresh in my mind,
Never again will attempt any thing of such kind.