Best Cops Poems
STOP! I said, STOP NOW!
Turn facing the wall
Lift your skirt slowly
Take off your panties
Throw them behind you
Don't turn around.
Now, close your eyes.
Relax for me.
I'm touching you.
Babe, I'm
trying to
spice our
marriage
I LOVE
You
Pace, G
INK-U-SCRIPT
04-26-2012
This site is looked after by the cops
poets are drunk dopers
losers and boozers that never win
the cops are coming after the poets
they are checking names and records
and entering accusing words
while sitting and eating doughnuts
the cops are locking up the poets
drunkards druggies get rid of the dirt
cops are reading your poetry
taking aim at you
and child support
run run run hahaha
At a spot of roadside, shaded
A predator on the prowl
Concealed itself and waited
for prey to run afoul…
Then, madly, with a dash,
It shot out from the thicket;
Nabbed one prey, in a *flash*
And slapped it with a ticket.
There is nothing better than a good cop, nothing worse than a bad one
Has always been bad cops since time began, nothing like the modern rampage
I was raised in an era, to always respect the law
The very same should hold true, for those that wear a star and a gun
But now, we live in a new age
If they take "dirty money", then they are twice as bad as the outlaw
All of my life, I have lived on The Mexican Border
It has always been a wild place, a outlaw's paradise
With billions in drug smuggling, a sweet lure
For a price, they can have their own "Law And Order"
And in the end, they will pay a higher price
May not be as sweet as before, but it is a cure
For some judges, lawyers and cops, they are part of the law as well
They have their price, their judgments can be bought
But that is the way that they have chosen to play the game
For honest people, it can be pure Hell
it is a two edged sword the day they get caught
For all honest judges, lawyers and cops, it gives them all a bad name
Being the Devil's advocate, if they should go to jail
Don't send them to a "country club" lockup, put them in the general population
Let''s see how they survive, when they get to looking at him
So they will really know what it costs to fail
They pretty well know where they will go for destination
One thing about inmates anywhere, they have their own "justice system"
'Reverends' Sharpton and Jackson are the leading Fomenters In Chief,
And as usual are spewing racial nonsense, adding to the nation's grief.
It would certainly be novel if they would find more productive things to do,
Like preaching God's love, peace and tolerance to people in their pew!
Most cops take their jobs seriously and perform dedicated service.
Alas, some are outright bullies and they should make us nervous.
But they must take appropriate action when faced with those,
Who think the rules don't apply to them and I think that is apropos.
True, 'tis so sad that two young men lost their lives the other day.
If they hadn't resisted the cops, it wouldn't have turned out that way .
What is to be gained by looting and rioting if things don't go your way,
Robbing innocent shop owners and me as well since its taxes I must pay!
If youth were disciplined and taught respect for authority at Mothers' knee,
Perhaps they'd save themselves a ton of grief and I'd hope you would agree.
Two Grand Juries held cops blameless tho' their ruling many folks reject.
I come down on the side of the cops who I was always taught to respect!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) 2014 All Rights Reserved
Nabbed by a cop
Tried to stop crime
Said “drop the loot”
Crook went to jail
Made his bail quick
More detail at six
Turned a new leaf
Tired of grief now
A thief no more
3/9/16
Sam and Twitch, two partner cops
bust the bad guys in the chops
they found corruption
and much disruption
in the NYPD shops
Sam was big, and loud, and gruff
with criminals, he was rough
tendency to curse
sometimes even worse
he’s the first to call a bluff
Where Sam was brawn, Twitch was smart
Angles were his state-of-art
twin pistols twirling
steady aim sterling
simple logic off-the-chart
With Al, confronted evil
sometimes causing upheaval
finding rotten cops
pulling out the stops
integrity retrieval
Their story stops in interrupt
as sales were not up to snuff
sadly the tale ends
without fair amends
their end was much too abrupt.
cops
undercover, officers
chasing, apprehending, shooting
arrest, paddy wagon, notorious, lawless
stealing, fleeing, plundering
masked, armed
robbers
Date written: 04/17/2022
Cops chasing bad guys
it's reality tv
the only thing on
Went for brekkie at the local coffee joint
Key word is fast but it sure disappoints
Two minutes tops
It was teeming with cops
Think I may have overheard a few oink oinks
Here come the Cops
We are here to serve
A whack from a baton
That's all you deserve
Here come the Cops
The cutters of crime
Protectors of people
Not in my time
Here come the Cops
Stealing the cakes
From an upturned truck
Which had dodgy brakes
Here come the Cops
Don't break the blue line
You may get the leftovers
When we take the prime
Here come the Cops
With what can we fine
Did you take them cake crumbs
That we left behind
Here come the Cops
Serious time
Did you steal a custard
Did you do the crime
Here come the Cops
Answer they said
We know that you took it
That piece of brown bread
Here come the Cops
It was you, your the taker
No officer no
But I murdered the baker
Here come the Cops
Never mind that
We want back that doughnut
It was sumptuous and fat
Here come the Cops
We're after you
When we say take one crumb
Don't you dare take two
Officer officer,
What must you think
Such depravity I would not sink
I admit that I killed them
Then burned the house down
Then stole the vehicle and left it in tow
I threw the dog in the river
The kids in the stream
But I never ever pinched no custard cream
Said man killed by cops
No humanity in the way they came
Men of law like criminals.
Monsters.
shoved me to the ground.
Squished breathless,
pinned hands,
collapsing ribs
I panted,
I could not speak,
nor ask for air.
I couldn't move.
My hands tried to move
like those dying in strangulation.
I CURSED the monsters.
That instant my now bulging eyes
saw the white cop yanked out his Gun.
I heard the sound of death resonating in my chest,
my life pasted so thin,
it would flow out as fast as the bullet flew in.
A few winks and I was cold,
looking up into the faces of evil loitering over me.
These toxic shameless now plotting in-sinuous lie
As I lay alone
not enough a moment to vision my children
before dying.
Oh Mama!
bring me them kids mama.
let me hug them one last time
Oh how I now long a hug of my babies.
But no, these devil worshipers stood over me
watch as my eyes dim,
prevent my love ones from coming to me.
Just a last touch of my babies
and I would have forgiven them.
i was cold and alone
drifting into another light
Now only God can watch over them.
Charles Manson was hidden evil
this is public evil
leavening my children
without my warmth,
and in the dens of evil.
I might have been bad
but no one deserve this tragic ending.
© Al. Juman The "said" Poet 7/7/2016
Cops
Us..,
and
them.
They use violence.
Hurt people,
and care not for others.
They have their own rules,
“Chaos” is their master.
No dignity, nor worth…
No value of the soul.
Only their own…
Needs…
Wants…
Morals…
Values…
Religions…
Agendas…
The brave that wear... the "blue",
You call, we call!
They come.
Not slow, but fast, and just in time.
Great risk, sad rewards…
Grateful citizens.
Thank you!
At an open poetry reading in Monterey,
another poet got on stage and said he had nothing to say.
And that made the audience go ballistic,
and some got so pissed, they even got pugilistic ~
till the authorities came ~ and took all our poetry away.
Mr. President
This world is full of hatred, people take their life for granted.
Kids going to school to learn but end up dead beside their books.
Mr. President it's not my fault that my friends grew up in the hood, but that don't give the cops the right to shoot'em 'cuz they could. A bullets not the answer, discrimination rips us apart. It's better to see eye to eye than to poison each others hearts. Mr. President, a family sticks together but you're tearing them apart. These little kids are crying breaking they mamas hearts. As a nation we stand together all for one, and one for all. But do we stand together or are we just watching each other fall?
Mr. President