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10-56
It’s the part of the job they warn you about
But they can never really train you for it
Never really prepare you for what you see
when you duck under the yellow tape the first time you are called to the scene
The body lying there in the hard white pavement
As the moonlight reflects off the blood on the stained brick walls
Glaring in my eyes like it too wishes to block this gruesome scene from my vision
I lean down and see the dullen blue eyes
Her cheeks are wet from tears she must have wept long before anyone had found her
Her fingers curled like she tried to reach out for assistance even as she left this world
Her blue button up jacket’s sleeves have turned purple
A artistic rendering of the girls sorrows
The ally is wreaked with movement
Reporters are pushed back as they frantically snap pictures of the girls placid face
Officers shout orders and rush about
Creating a tornado of chaos where me and this girl sit in the eye
For a moment I remain staring at the young girl lying in the ally
Two souls thrown together in the whirlwind of life
This nameless suffering child and I
Two members in a team neither wished to join
I could be like this girl
And run away from my part in this play
Perhaps it would be better in the audience
Harmlessly spectating the show
After a moment I stand and join my fellow officers
And leave the lost girl on the ground
Not everyone was built to play this game
Not this girl and perhaps not I
But I was the one who was willing to try
Copyright © Jaycee Graffius | Year Posted 2018
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