Delta 11 Police Patrol
Endless miles on mean streets
A patrol that never seems complete
People whom you will see
Who will never be who they wanted to be
And children running around
Late at night no parents found
Too many drinks or too many drugs
Just drive by them with another shrug.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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