The time has now come where the job has no fun,
Worried and cautious as to who has a gun.
To serve and protect, the vow we all took,
But everyday the criminals will get off the hook.
Making lives harder for those on the beat,
The criminals are always up on their feet.
A game of cat and mouse between us and them,
Only thing holding us together is the support of our friends.
The people we work with, day in and day out.
Not knowing what will happen and if we’ll clock out.
We get up each morning not knowing our fate.
If only we had some support, that would be great.
Leave our family and friends, to protect all of yours.
Not knowing what stands behind all of those closed doors.
We go in not knowing what to expect,
I just hope to god that we won’t regret.
The question now, is who wants to hurt us more,
The people in parliament or the ones who pledge war?
The difference between them is not all that much,
The goals they both have is to make our lives rough.
We can only pray that the support we will get.
Will be from those who we have helped and will not forget.
The sacrifices we make week after week,
To allow you to live your lives and fulfil what you seek.
We run towards danger as most run away,
To make sure you see the sunrise the next day.
The blue line is getting thinner, something we can’t afford,
Unless you want to face the demons behind the doors.
Let’s stick together through the good times and bad,
Allow us to keep you safe and share the memories you have.
With cutbacks and budgets, the risk grows near,
Don’t allow the MPs to dull down all your fears.
The threat is real to the police as you know it,
Now let’s tell the witch that she needs to stop it!!!
A poignant poem by Claire keedy.
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