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I used to steal to make a living
Now I catch those with horrible upbringings 

I was a legend in my neighborhood until high school 
Then I was taught that stealing and mischief was not cool 

I served in the Navy after school for four years
Now I am a DARE cop in the districts ears

I have busted several students with drugs
Discovering their drug dealers lowly scugs 

I had one case that took my heart away
A young mans courageous story I am about to relay

His name is Kyle Summers a 5th grader 
His efforts were never greater

His older brother Mike was part of a local gang
Murder Mike was his alias nickname

He never murdered anyone though he did like to fight
One afternoon he picked a fight that wasn’t right

A drug dealer Cameron Danz was lacing his Marijuana with meth
Which wasn’t likely to be anything less then death

Mike saw this and confronted Cameron about who was to receive
It was a couple of first timers with a curiosity for weed

Take their money and get rid of some customers was his plan
For he had no more coming in for a monthly span

A fight ensued when the first timers where his brothers friends
He was hospitalized because Cameron hit him with his Benz 

At the hospital Mike told Kyle of the horrible intentions
So Kyle set out for their fates prevention

He ran to me while school was just starting
And I called their parents to give them warning

They relayed that the kids already left for school
I jumped in my car and looked for them too

Kyle had seen the drop off point and left school to help
When he showed up the drugs where being dealt

Kyle shouted as loud as he could to warn
They heeded his call and cast away the drugs in the barn

Cameron was infuriated with this and dashed 
With all the drugs and a fair amount of cash

Smiles filed the boys faces when he ran
Though they never expected to see him again

He returned with a gun and held them in place
“Beg or you get it in the Face!”

Kyle held still and yet maintained eye contact
That’s what set off his violent attack

Cameron shot in a rage and emptied the clip
In shock Kyle fell forward more than a slip.

I showed up and tackled Cameron just a little late
I couldn’t save him he soon met his fate

In my eyes he saved his friends and died
Though now I live with it and sometimes cry
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