Corrupt
For a time I witnessed
Power and its abuse.
Police all throughout the land,
Creating fear with no excuse.
People whose creed once claimed,
To 'protect and serve'.
Seemed to evolve, unchecked,
To intimidate and unnerve.
This conduct is intolerable,
Its roots need torn apart.
Stains, left on every officer's badge,
Just inches from their heart.
How then to control
This power given those?
Maybe all doors should be opened,
With none left to close.
Copyright © Timothy Mattson | Year Posted 2023
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