Policing often involves struggles, physcial and mental everyday you go to work. Some days you fight to wrestle a drunk from behind the wheel and other days you battle with advising parents of the death of their child while waiting for them to answer the door. Without a doubt, this is one of the most difficult duties a police officer does. This poem goes out to all those who have experienced this part of the job.

Sing

Sing a song

Oh, to sing a song

To make people feel,

Happiness, love or

Just some pleasant emotion

Making everything right

This, I thought as I wrestled

The drunk to the ground

He had run over a teenaged girl

With his high-wheeled truck

A girl who wanted to be a nurse

Her parents were proud to say

Now, an empty dream

He was wrong but the system

Would work in his favor

Despite his struggles with me,

The lowly cop, who would

Be to blame.

You should have this

You should have that

His lawyer would say

The girl would be forgotten

I think, as I knock on her parents’ door

If only, if only,

I could sing a song