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09-07-06, 03:46 PM
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Poem for a fallen Police Officer
A Tribute to a Fallen Hero
© Maryanne Rose (Michael's loving sister)
It's time to tread where others fear
Bulletproof and keen.
A new day begins with roll call
of things already seen.
Better keep your eye on the ball
because ahead is all the action
Behind you is the dread of death
You've seen it all before.
Lights and siren sound the alarm
Does anybody see you?
Alone, afraid, determined
Your job has been directed,
to see that our society
is served and well protected.
And when your done
the lives you saved,
the perpetrator captured.
Another night
you realize
with visions unattractive.
The nightmare's there
but you don't scare
the Badge
it will protect you
Your weapon loaded in your sight.
It will not be a restless night.
The comrade mantra
one for all and all for one
reverberated within.
And then it starts to hit you
like wind within a storm
the plan you see can only be
escape, release, and shelter.
The darkened days
unending nights
reliving all the horror.
And who will say they understand
...they've walked the shoes
you stand in?
And so you find in solitude
the answer to the question.
In death you'll march
with eyes so bright
your thoughts become
untangled.
Or so you'll think
with that consent
solution to the problem.
And we will sit and stare
...With disbelief
that never will escape us.
You're on your own
..we're here alone.
But those you leave behind
will never be the same
We'll walk alone among the stone
that bears your name
.....unjustly.
We need to see
collectively
to realize that it should not be.
To try those
unwillingly.
We must begin each day
a new enlightened way
Bravely Protect and Serve those
who Serve and Protect us all.
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09-07-06, 06:32 PM
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Very impressive.
Have you ever tried, or accomplished getting anything you've written published?
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No one has greater love than this, to lay down ones life for ones friends - John 15:13
"The Wicked Flee When No Man Pursueth: But The Righteous Are Bold As A Lion".
We lucky few, we band of brothers. For he who today sheds his blood with me shall be my brother.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~ The opinions, beliefs, and ideas expressed in this post are mine, and mine alone. They are NOT the opinions, beliefs, ideas, or policies of my Agency, Police Chief, City Council, or any member of my department.
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09-07-06, 06:34 PM
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Once again your words leave us all breathless.
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Remember who you are, and where you came from. That way you never get a big head.
May those that lost their lives in 9-11 RIP, for the things you did not many could do. You left so many behind so that you could save so few. For now we stand strong as one, and will not look back till the fight is done. (me)
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09-07-06, 10:08 PM
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That is not my poem, that was a poem from a sister of a fallen hero.. I saw it, and it left me breathless.. I wanted to share it here.
But I will be working on one really soon  glad you guys liked it...
stay safe
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09-07-06, 10:14 PM
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Wow, Danny. May not be yours, but you brought it here to be shared. Amazing poem. God bless those it is wrote for and God help all of us that have to face that as a reality everyday.
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And Shepards we shall be,
for thee, My Lord, for thee,
Power hath descended forth from Thy hand,
That our feet may swiftly carry out Thy Command.
So we shall flow a river forth to Thee
And teeming with souls will it ever be.
In Nomine Patris, Et Filli, Et Spiritus Sancti.
Reca is the moldiest thing since Sliced Bread! He is also wishes he were my daddy
Reca worships the ground I walk on!
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09-07-06, 10:16 PM
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Originally Posted by conalabu
Wow, Danny. May not be yours, but you brought it here to be shared. Amazing poem. God bless those it is wrote for and God help all of us that have to face that as a reality everyday.
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Amen Brother! Im proud to share it! please stay safe!!
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