Email Poem

Your IP Address: 216.73.216.81
Your Email Address:
To Email Address:
Subject
Personal Note:
Poem Title:
Poem
" Stairway To Heaven "

I hear something
its a faint beautiful voice saying
"hey, Correctional Officer
its time to come to me
up the Stairway To Heaven.

I want you with me in my sight
You have done so well
with your short time of life
as you have died this night.

You have honored my commandments
lived your life for me
now its time for you to retire
you always did what’s best
your reward is being saved
from the devil’s hellish fire.

I want you next to me
I want to hear your story
to me you must explain"
I said to thee oh Lord
I will do the best I can
I’ll even make it plain.

I’ve seen the devil’s evil work
I’ve had my share of fights
I’ve never turned to run away
my job had many frights.

I’d worry about my home
the family that I love
I knew if something happened
you’d watch them from above.

Walking down those tiers
daily fighting with the screams
behind the metal gates
the job that no one wanted
the lowest branch of law
there is no real debate.

We did the best we could
behind the concrete wall
each and every day
we provided for our families
gave them what we could
there was no other way.

Your name was often mentioned
when crisis would arise
to protect us from the danger
and quell our hurtful cries.

Free people on the streets
do not have a clue
to this kind of anger
that I am telling you.

They never see or hear
the ugliness inside
the lives we sometimes save
even some have died.

They rarely get to read
of our brothers and our sisters
and the life that they gave
while walking through the tiers.

We are one great big family
during all our shifts
together meeting every day
protecting free society
with little recognition
and very little pay.

The job that I was doing
for every human being
kept me out of touch
I really want you to know Lord
I have you in my heart
I love you very much.
 
I’ve looked out for the good folks
kept them all real safe
through my daily beat
always hoping one day
you my lord
I would get to meet.
 
You reached out with your arms
wrapped them all around me
and said I’ve done my time in hell
you said I finally made it
you gave me one last key
you said I fit in well...

Penned By MPK
CAPTCHA Preview
Type the characters you see in the picture
Required