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(Continued from Bill's side 10“)
"Never mind that. I know you well enough to know you know what you’re doing.
Just stick with me and keep me informed especially on this one. I’ll give you as much
leeway as I can. I got a hunch this case is going to be rough in more ways than
one. Get me? I’ve been around a while. I didn’t come with this morning’s milk. The
Captain and I already been discussing this one with the Commissioner. This
vigilante thing is dangerous and already out of control.”
Bill still didn’t know where this was going but at least so far he hadn’t been
demoted to walking a beat. His hope and nerve was picking up. This Griggs guy
was tough and had a rep for no bull. “Yeah, that’s wha ….”
“Just shut up and listen, Sgt. Lipton. The Captain doesn’t want any part of that
vigilante case. He wants a good record for an upcoming political agenda. That’s no
secret. He doesn’t want anything to do with this case because he’s afraid it won’t
get solved and his record will be stained with it.
You just stick to what you’re supposed to be doing and keep your ear to the
ground. From experience I know that vigilante.. if it’s just one,... isn’t going to work
out his issues in just one precinct. Keep in touch with what’s going on while you’re
on and off duty. If you got to check something out off the cuff, you are to ask me
first. Get it? Mums the word to the Captain. If he hears anything about our talk I’ll
deny every bit of it and you’ll be left holding the bag. Do you get my drift here Sgt.?
……… … .. …. “Cat got your tongue?”
“No sir, I just…uh …yes sir I mean ….I get your drift.”
“Good , I enjoyed our conversation…now haven’t you got someplace to go? It’s
knock off time. I believe your up for mounty duty tomorrow.”
“Yes, I believe I am. Is there anything else Lt Griggs?”
“Yes, close the door on your way out.” Bill took his hat up off his knee, stood up and
walked the three steps to the door when Lt Griggs said without looking up from his
paper work on his desk, “Bill…?
“Yes sir?”
“ Glad to have you back“, he said with a more relaxed tone, “Now get outa here.”
And he went back to his case file.
Bill smiled, went to his office, traded his ball cap in for his Stetson and left the
building mulling over what the Lt had and had not told him.
(to be cont on Richard Pickett poetry site)
If you approach anyone
Remember always
There is seven metres
To be safe
From a blade
He was a violent offender
Who beat his girlfriend often
And he broke the law
Acts his community would always defend
He caused the Medical Centre
To be closed down
And the staff were evacuated
Away from the town
He confronted police
And brandished an axe
So he ran into the bush
Not taking a look back
So reinforcements were sent to the town
To bring him into custody was the plan
The police found him in a house
He gave a false name knowing he was a wanted man
But Sergeant Eberl and Constable Rolfe weren’t fooled
And arrested Walker as a wanted man
But Walker struggled and stabbed both with scissors
Wanting to escape them as his demand
Rolfe in defence shot Walker
Then Eberl and Walker fell down
Eberl was fighting for his life
And Rolfe fired twice defending Eberl on the ground
The scissors were taken from Walker
And he was rendered first aid
Then taken to the Police Station
Where Walker’s life away did fade
The story took a twist for the worst
And Zach Rolfe was charged with murder and more
The first shot was within the law
But the second and third were an unlawful score
Chief Minister Gunner said
there’d be consequences
And Zach Rolfe was put through
Two years of hell waiting for his day
When the truth would be told too
The trial started and time and again
It was shown that Rolfe took action by his training
But the Prosecution tried hard
And finally Zach Rolfe was found not guilty with the jury acquitting
But the story did not end
The Yuendumu Community still wanted
An eye for an eye and cried out
For revenge for Walker was shouted
Commissioner Chalker still wanted his pound of flesh
And put Zach Rolfe on annual leave
Serving him with breaches of regulation
So the story continues on to the Coroners Court if you please
So the court jury process acquitted Rolfe
But questions remain
In whether Gunner and Chalker interfered with process
In charging Rolfe with murder
Most think that justice has been done
When Zach Rolfe was acquitted in the Supreme Court
But now it seems the process carries on
So where does the truth lie?
© Paul Warren Poetry
Some numbers tumble down the hallowed halls of baseball’s past -
a sport of numbers after all, these memories hold fast.
Stan Musial wore #6, Lou Gehrig, #4;
the “luckiest man in all the earth”, great player AND much more.
McCovey, Reggie – 44, Hank Aaron wore it too.
Remember those World Series gems? Koufax wore 32.
My favorite: “Say Hey” Willie Mays wore #24;
he’s famous for “The Catch” and yes, that childlike smile he wore.
Ted Williams: .406 - .394 for Tony Gwynn,
if ’94 had known no strike, who knows what might have been?
5,714 K’s Ryan amassed,
plus Nolan’s 7 no-hitters: neither will be surpassed.
“Records are made to be broken”, but THIS one never shall:
2,632 consecutive games for Cal.
1947 – Jackie Robinson’s big year,
He broke the color barrier and had a great career.
Roger Maris – 61* in ’61, but wait…
it seems some other cheaters passed him up in ’98.
I don’t consider some worthy to mention by their name –
Their steroids sadly stained the reputation of the game.
Some other numbers come to mind: Babe Ruth’s 714
Hack Wilson’s RBI’s – 191, obscene!
There’s Rickey Henderson’s 130 steals, divine!
Dimaggio’s streak of 56; Hershiser’s 59.
But if a sacred record falls, we oughtn’t be perplexed,
The game’s baton is passed – one generation to the next.
Now Aaron Judge wears 99 – I think he wears it well,
Bryce Harper’s #3 will shine, as far as I can tell.
Young Bellinger wears 35, Mike Trout sports 27,
And Albert Pujols, #5 – their swings, pure baseball heaven.
Today is baseball’s Opening Day, a LONG-awaited season.
What new numbers might come in play - aligning rhyme with reason?
The stands will all be empty though, as COVID keeps us home –
The closest I could come to being there is write this poem.
These numbers represent some well-loved gamers known for winning;
Even the Good Book recognizes them: “In the Big Inning”!
* - Maris passed Babe Ruth’s record of 60 HRs in a season, but it was a longer season, so the commissioner issued an edict that an asterisk be placed in the record books to annotate a ‘tainted’ new record. Billy Crystal made a brilliant movie about that, calling it 61*
The Pearl from the coal mines
The wonderful age of thirty is Sathyaprakash,
He’s a vegetable vendor with a pushcart,
At the end of the day, as the Sun is setting ,
He returns home to join his parents.
Yes, he listens carefully once again.
And confirms the crying is of a human baby.
Stopping his cart, he rushes to the bush nearby
His heart melts when he sees a tiny girl,
In the heap of garbage of all kinds.
A heartless woman must have left her to die;
he takes her home.
On receiving the warmth of his chest
She becomes calm and holds him tight in security.
‘Bachelor am I, I’ll take care of this precious gift’,
He says to himself and gives her a name
‘Surya’, meaning the Sun that gives light.
Sacrifices his own life
For his beloved pearl, from the coal mines.
He watched her growing day by day,
Like you watch a tender plant growing,
He cares for her every need as his own daughter.
As she reaches grade seven, he realizes
His gem is a super intelligent power.
He slogs hard, even sacrifices nutritious food
So, she gets excellent food and clothing.
His life has become only to fulfill
All her wishes, and for her to reach
To whatever stage she wants.
When they award her a gold medal ,
For achieving first in the university
For her Master’s degree, she has a wish.
She completes all the exams
Under the Public Service Commission.
Her wish thus fulfills and her brilliant mind
Brings her that great gift through
An appointment as an Income Tax Commissioner.
She shines as the most committed
And honest officer, Sathyaprakash, her dad
Remains as a vegetable vendor with his cart.
Her heart breaks when she thinks
Dad has sacrificed his life for fulfilling her wishes
One day she said, Dad, you take rest, now I take
Care of you. No, my child, I’ve been a vegetable vendor.
I wonder which big man miss his flight because we all know that's the only time it matters in this country .... only when the problem knocks on the big man's door a report is needed.
42 dead in 7 days,
where's the report on that ... 6 a day ... no report necessary there?
The dead have no voice to speak.
It's not the big man son, it's just my brother that died ... we know no one so no report is needed.
I guess the big man miss his flight and miss a couple thousand dollars so a report is needed ...Seriously...there is no price on a life.
My brother doesn't count?
Miss Joyce one daughter nuh matter? Their lifeless bodies on ice ... why don't we see a report ...we don't count?
The only time it matters is when the big man is affected.
Must I block the streets just for someone to hear my cry for justice?
A traffic build-up has more importance than a man's life... really!
A because mi poor and uneducated? The big man misses his flight and it's the end time... A report is needed....where is the justice here ...where is my report on crime.
I sit and watch while the minister and commissioner cuss and fight over who's wrong or right and the country is still counting bodies. I guess 6 a day don't matter, it doesn't affect the big man how ironic is that.
Where is my report on crime?
Mi black and poor so my life doesn't matter so no report will come.
You politicians stop using crime as a political coin , telling us you can fix it
You and I know you don't have the will , you just need my vote to get in Jamaica house..after that ...That's it .
The only voice you hear is Mr. Big man...his report is there
Until the big man cries until he's affected that's the only time I will see a report on crime.
When a horrible commissioner
was suddenly fired,
team owners interviewed
Big Mo.
They told him,
You're hired.
Changes he made to the game
were made right away.
Protests which followed
were completely ignored.
And the first things
removed were all
the scoreboards.
Big Mo outlawed
all sales of meat.
No burgers.
No sushi.
No hot dogs
No barbecued beef.
No sea food harvested
from your favorite reef.
Big Mo said
The Game contained
too much volatility,
so he attempted to remove
all signs of hostility.
No hitting.
No stealing.
No batting.
No warning track.
No hits.
No stolen bases.
No bats.
No bat rack.
No sluggers.
No errors.
No outs.
No shut-outs.
No balls went foul.
Everything was fair.
The National Anthem
had to go.
no rocket's red glare.
No bombs anywhere.
Take Me Out to the Ballgame
was banned because Big Mo
said the song
told people
they didn't have to care.
Besides, said Big Mo,
why sing a song
about wanting to go someplace
when you're already there?
Vendors sold tea
and varieties of rice.
Every player's goal?
Sacrifice.
Without all the violence
perfection prevailed.
Owners and athletes
and coaches and fans
were blissfully peaceful
because now baseball was perfect—
nobody failed.
All stress was removed
so there were
no brawls on the field,
no fights in the stands.
No pressure to win.
Nothing to lose.
Players wore fuzzy slippers
instead of spikes on their shoes.
Kill the officials?
There were no such plans.
Long live the umpire!
shouted the fans.
Clean at hands….
We are light and airy utter.
We are poor also despair. We are differed much to rich in living ways. Poor are weak and bared with hands.
We are pan to hands. We will eat by mouths in hands.
Slums districts are dens and sinks. Kitchen sinks are needy life.
Some beset are poor with illness.
Sick in straits is very poor.
Humble man is poor and low.
All in that is nothing well.
Well of men are cadres PINKO also Hong kong commissioners.
Those would need the senses of good or shame.
Clean to govern all are must.
Pure as ascetic also all as common touches must always clean at hands and clean at minds.
Hong Kong Government Anti corruptions .organization is that as I.C.A.C commissioner scandals coming through is now.
I.C.A.C commissioner TOM HIM MING knows what to do.
However he had used a lot of ways to hide.
He had used the public moneys just to treat and serve some and those as china officers very well and fawning..TOM HIM-MING may be as other peoples known. He wishes to be promoted and boot to be incurred to be china congress man.
I.C.A.C is HONG- KONG famous desks with disciplines just for anti corruptions. For many years so awarded and famous are them. Most of us may thinks that all of them are upright also rectitude.
Whole of HONG KONG needs their helps.
Nabobs who bribery some are put in jails.
Police who bribery some are stirred and put in jails.
Officers stirred and put in jails.
--------Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3----
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Crime is a real problem in Jamaica
Hundreds are dead, there's no solution to the problem
Even the police are giving up ...the police commissioner has resigned ...sir trust me, no one man can solve this problem...you did your best
In the meantime, we are still counting bodies
We hear the cries but ...no solutions
We only can call on God now
The problem started long before our time, when garrison politics was the order of the day
Few are educated
No real opportunities
The big man distributing guns in the inner city
Young men smoking weed on the corner
Pregnant teenagers
Women selling themselves for a few dollars
No father in the house and our men still believe they should have" gal in a bungle "
Where is the church in all of this? busy talking about the cover of a phone book and nothing on crime ...seriously
We can't win the war on crime until we win the war in the family, we need real role models, we need real men …yes MEN
The truth is until we start teaching our men to be responsible we will never win the war on crime
until it's at our front door before we get serious
When our women stop washing bloody clothing for their gun men son and mate
Yes, we all need to stop accepting bull **** before all this will end
Until then we will continue to count bodies, when will it end, when the society start taking responsibility
Turned Out To Be
Footballs were found to be under-inflated;
Not well-mated and problems created;
Seems like part of a big scheme
Giving unfair advantage to a certain team.
So slippery footballs appeared to be;
Deflated like an ego could be held more comfortably,
And now more than likely will land
Firmly and fit into receiver's hand.
So with head chiefs we started to consult;
Out from all this what should be the result;
About whole thing people off it did tick;
How about cash and a future draft pick?
Why would they want to sell themselves short?
Should spend a day in an unethical court;
But all attempts appeared to be feudal;
Should be sent to one that is a tribunal.
Could include comments from a sports commentator
Who I had heard turned out to be a traitor
Favoring team that they previously played for;
What should be done to even the score?
Maybe commissioner should also be included;
He, like everyone else is probably deluded
By fans and to a fact that to they all did react;
What should be tried is some oil of ipecac.
Right away things started to smooth right out;
It was simple by removing all of the doubt
You might swing and sway with Sammy Kay;
It all turned out to be bunch of BS anyway.
James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran
Bribery sins…
.Spurns and prides are taking passes.
Passing balances all are cases and tasks.
Some retakes are warrants put.
Pick the tough ropes not only straws to last.
PINKO god-some will need the disciplines.
Doors to Eden just are door ajar.
Some things harmonic needed our justices to cohere.
Feels are fear alarms that mighty come.
Something uprights needed our uprising.
China premier WENJIABO bribery sins then some of them must also sinning with so.
Natures all at your becks and calls is china commie also those with heavy troops.
Who will care our nature sin then sinning more as one.
Some may still become award with laws.
So as Wraths become our dues by gods or by laws.
Poor have little bed-spaces to live.
WENJIABO BEDELS buy a street or less.
House commodious like a premise set with garden.
EX-HONG KONG commissioner LEUNG OIL SEE just declare and verify good or bad as nothing dues but She mean the ruling of China commie.
Who will make the senses as only all for commie ruling all by means of LEUNG OIL SEE..
What is good but who is bad.
What is nothing? Who but no one can do a lot of sins with says.
Objects most are things relay to subjects.
Who will call you sir and sure For you as PINKO.
-----------Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3----------