LAW ENFORCEMENT
It is not just
another profession
On your soul this
job leaves an impression
The sights your
eyes are forced to see
Can make one for
their sanity plea
You take an oath
to enforce the laws
Then in the system
you discover the flaws
You risk your life
each day you go to work
Chasing and
arresting some stupid jerk
Then there are
those moments when you think you understand
Why you chose to
do this job and to take a stand
The look on a
mothers face when you find her missing child
Or when an air
tight case against a thug you have compiled
Some of the things
you encounter you can never forget
The thought of
them brings on a cold sweat
A childs lifeless
body lying on the road
People trapped in
a vehicle about to explode
Fresh blood
steaming on a cold winter night
From a young man
stabbed to death in a fight
A mothers screams
of horror upon being told of her childs death
The strong smell
of alcohol on a drunk drivers breath
What brings a
person back to this job each day
One thing for sure
it is rarely the pay
It has to be a
calling of sort
Because it sure
has the makings of a life cut short
Whatever the
reason that we heed the call
Its a job that
requires giving your all
It takes support
from people like you
On those very
tough days to get us through
So when you see an
officer in blue, brown or gray
Take a moment and
to GOD pray
Pray for our
families their support is a must
Pray for our
safety IN GOD WE DO TRUST
© Kent Fletcher
July 10, 2007
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Kent Fletcher retired as Deputy Chief of the Durham NC
Police Dept. He served with that department for 301/2 years. He is a graduate
of the 162nd session of the FBI National Academy and has an AA and BS degree in
Justice Administration from Guilford College. Writing short stories and poetry
has become a part-time hobby. He ca be reached at
hkfletcher@nc.rr.com
