A police cruiser, speeds by, sirens <br />ring out loud and clear. <br />a naughty joke is said, the donut run <br />must be, just up ahead. <br />A time or two, that may be so, they <br />are just people as we know. <br /> <br />The residents call them” Calgary’s finest”, <br />and that they are for sure, They <br />say goodbye to fear, when they beat <br />down those crack doors. <br /> <br />When all is said and done, and these <br />officers are on the run, looking for the bad <br />guys who would certainly shoot us with <br />their guns. For that, we should give <br />thanks instead of asshole cranks. <br /> <br />Police protect you and me each and <br />every day. No matter what the weather, <br />no matter what people say. Respect, they <br />have not, abuse they endure, but they <br />stand proud, and come back for more. <br /> <br />They are the unsung heroes, whether you <br />want to say it or not. Give them what <br />they deserve, they put themselves on the <br />spot. They have a duty to fulfill, they <br />do it at will. <br /> <br />They’re a strong community, we <br />must understand, among them they <br />go hand in hand. Like sisters <br />and brothers and sometimes a little <br />more, but that’s what happens when <br />you work behind closed doors. <br /> <br />If a situation presents itself and an <br />altercation takes place, it may be difficult <br />to face. Adrenalin erupts, fight explodes, <br />a gun is pulled, shots fired, disaster <br />hits, an officer goes down, duty to the <br />death on this go round. <br /> <br />So give your head a shake, allow them, <br />to take a break. <br /> <br />August 19/2006<br /><br />Melvina Germain<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/903-calgary-s-finest/
