"The Price"
It's early in the morning,
4:05.
You're a rookie policeman,
young and alive.
Geared up and ready, full of
spice.
Not knowing what's to come,
Not knowing the Price.
You decide to run radar on a dark,
quiet drive.
Eager and alert for the offender
to arrive.
There goes a car, checked at
sixty-eight.
Turn on your lights and siren,
oh, it feels great.
Come to a stop under a street light.
Not knowing what's to come,
Not knowing the fright.
You approach the car, standing
proud,
Then you hear the bang, fierce
and loud.
You fall to the ground, your conscience
still aware.
You feel the pain, as you breathe
your last air.
The ones you leave behind,
friends and family.
They're the ones who will suffer
this dramatic tragedy.
Some think it's a job, nine
to five.
But no one really knows the
fear we try to hide.
So take heed to these words, for they
are good advice.
Be aware of what can happen,
Be aware of The Price.
Patrick K. Jackson
Compliments of:
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Tribute to Law Enforcement"
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