Angels In Patrol Cars
Lord I just don't understand it makes no sense to me
When parents put their child in danger how selfish can they be
They'll often put them in the car not properly restrained
From years of doing meth and weed I think it's fried their brain
When the police pull them over and sees a child in the back
And in plain sight they spot a pipe along with heroin and crack
The cops finally detain them and the children start to cry
While another officer comforts them and tries to explain why
Their mommy and daddy have to go away
And for a while they'll have to find another place to stay
O Lord protect our children let your angels hover near
And bless the cops who take the time to calm their restless fears
Copyright © Joye Atkinson | Year Posted 2017
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