Protect Us
She cleans and polishes
Her revolver
A prayer on her breath
She prays that God stays with her
As she makes this difficult arrest
She is the lady police officer
Her life is on the line
She needs friends who will care
When her finger brushes the trigger
And her mind whispers “deliver me”
She battles with depression
Worry and fatigue
She understands that hatred
For her and her gun
Flow viciously with malice and cruelty
She is the one I turn to
When I’m weak and afraid
When no one will listen
To my plea for protection
Still, do I whisper a prayer…
For this lady who defends and shields
Gives me security in this malicious
Wretched place
Where we always need grace
To fall across her face
Guns can be used to kill
But they can also be used
To do God’s will
Guns poetry contest
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April 23, 2021
Copyright © Regina Mcintosh | Year Posted 2021
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