The World Through the Windscreen

The shift commences and we book on For the next eight hours we’ll be driving along It’s the World through the Windscreen we’ll see Together against the World my partner and me They say your police partner becomes so close You back up each other providing help that’s the most You see it all - the addicts, the helpless and criminal All of this to us together is never minimal As you travel you find there are two worlds One with ordinary people that to the other never melds At night at the late hour they all come out Most when you deal with them you will wonder about There are some who hear voices in their head There are others who wish they were dead Still others that are helpless wanting us to intervene To clear up a mess that is far from squeaky clean At the end of the day after adventures found You get together and write it in reports down You go home and make sense of it all And hope in the end that you will not fall. © Paul Warren Poetry