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
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