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Tyler Davis Poem
The smell of fresh rain
In a cool country Spring breeze;
Rainbow on winter.
Copyright © Tyler Davis | Year Posted 2009
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On a cold slick morning
Snow and ice veils the ground
The pager is going off
“An officer is down!”
As I drive my patrol car
Flashing red and blue lights
The siren is wailing
Piercing the night
The radio was silent
Then my heart started to yelp
When I heard his voice
Begging for help
He’s been struck by a semi
Trying to close a road
All I can do, is pray
As I keep driving in code
As I get to the scene
His unit looks bad
Please LORD be with him
Stay strong…Chad
Thoughts cross my mind
As the drama uncovers
He’s going to be okay
Thanks for not taking MY BROTHER
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A TRUE ACCOUNT
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The call comes in to meet
To rendezvous at a secret place
I quickly get suited up
And take my rifle from its case
As we drive down the road
All huddled up in a van
Checking our equipment
Preparing to execute the plan
As we approach the house
Not knowing what lies ahead
With a halligan in hand
they lie asleep in bed
The battering ram strikes
as break and rake hooks crash
Confusion fills the air
with broken shards of glass
Securing hands in zip-cuffs
The METH-lab’s still hot
Just another night
In the life of S.W.A.T.
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P resentable appearance
I ndecisive nature
S ensitive feelings
C harming personality
E ccentric mind
S elf-centered ego
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Driving down the road,
I bring my unit to a stop.
A speeding violation,
A typical day as a cop.
As I exit my unit,
Random shots pierce the night.
I take cover behind my car,
And put him in my sights.
Two shots leave my weapon,
Striking him in his chest.
I looked down at my body,
And took one in my vest.
There’s no such thing as routine,
In the life of a cop.
‘Cause one can lose his life,
In any random stop.
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When I was just a kid,
I’d watch you dress in blue.
Knowing that someday,
I’d be just like you.
When you’d leave my eyes brimmed,
And quickly started to stream.
I idolized you in everyway,
And wanted to live your dream.
Now that I am older,
I realize I’m like you.
Polishing my badge,
And walking in your shoes.
I think about your words,
While filling in my blotter.
I’m pleased to be like you;
The pride of son to father.
Copyright © Tyler Davis | Year Posted 2009
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