PolicePoems.com - A Cop's Sixth Sense byTravis Bateman

"A Cop's Sixth Sense"

I HEAR THE NERVOUSNESS AS HE CALLS OUT THE STOP,

ITS LIKE HAVING A SIXTH SENSE BEING A COP.

I ROLL THAT WAY, THINKING OF WHAT IT MIGHT BE.

A DUI, A SPEEDER, OR A KILLER READY TO FLEE?

EACH COP SEEMS TO BUILD THIS SENSE.

SOMETHING THAT ALERTS YOU, MAKES YOU TENSE.

I BLACK OUT AS I ROLL UP ON MY PARTNERS’ PATROL.

COVER NOW MY JOB, AS WE CONTACT THE DRIVER, NOW ON PAROLE.

HE’S NERVOUS AND SWEATING, SEEMS UP TO NO GOOD.

A COMPUTER CHECK REVEALS HE’S BANNED FROM THIS “HOOD.”

RE-APPROACHING THE CAR, RED AND BLUE FLASHES OFF MY GOLD STAR.

WE ASK HIM TO STEP OUT, NOT SURE WHAT HE’LL DO, NOT SURE WHAT MAY BE IN THE CAR.

I MAINTAIN MY COVER POSITION AS MY PARTNER ASKS,

“WHAT BRINGS YOU DOWN HERE, WHAT MISSION, WHAT TASKS?”

THE MAN STUTTERS, KEEPS LOOKING BACK AT HIS CAR.

WITH CONSENT, I SEARCH THE SEDAN, I THEN FIND A .45 KAHR.

SAFETY OFF, HOLLOW-POINT IN THE CHAMBER,

THIS MAN’S LOOKING FOR HIS SOON TO BE EX-WIFE AND FILLED FULL OF ANGER.

THE MAN IS ARRESTED, THANKS TO A COP TRIED AND TESTED.

TO LISTEN TO THAT SIXTH SENSE, THAT'S HOW BAD GUYS GET ARRESTED!

TRAVIS BATEMAN

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