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Each day is a new day for the Police
Looking around protecting and serving the public
With a smile and politeness
They guard us from deadly criminals
Whether the weather is cold or hot, wet or dry
Whether they fear or feel joy
Whether they are sad or mad
Whether they are sick or not
Whether day or night
No matter what their personal lives holds
They took an oath to serve and protect you and me
To maintain peace, order and crime prevention
They have unlimited duties such as VIP security, Border guarding
Tackling smugglers drug traffickers and counter terrorism
And they thrive with such perfectionism
When the whole world is in deep sleep
They walk in streets looking out for any potential crime and criminals
To protect us from thieves and dangerous criminals.
They are injured, stressed, trying to do the right thing
Where we would dare not to be there in their place.
Out of honour, duty, justice and respect
They strive to save the lives they haven't met
To protect this world from the coldness and dark
They sacrifices their family and their loved ones
In order to protect us and our families at the cost of their own lives
The badge they wear is heavy that carries all the burdens
With many responsibilities overburdened
To promise to help those in need
And comforting them indeed
For they would stand guard, to serve and protect.
They never know what the day will bring
For that day could be their last day in their lives
They hardly hear the praise they deserve
They hardly are appreciated for their hard work.
They hardly hear the words of Thanks
They are the ones who do incredible sacrifice
Making the world better by their sacrifice
Every day in everyway
They are the real heroes who risk their lives every day
For they have a dangerous job
Bringing different challenges throughout every day
They are constantly being faced with the unknown and the unpredictable situations
With frustrations and complications, when the things are complex.
With pride integrity they protect our world
And making a better place to live in.
Their commitment is beyond priceless
Always willing to give their life to protect others
May God bless them and keep them safe
Be proud to be the Police officer!
Several threats poured in my
mind was dizzy I knew killers
were trying to end my life
since the failed attempts
several shootings car bombing
my mind focused on my
wearing wires pregnant buying
weapons and drugs from junk
sick cops for the fbi now the
corrupt officers niece was
impersonating me catrina bell
donaladson mckissick car
bomber violent offender
known for sending dirty bombs
and explosives including Sar
a serial una bomber dirty bomber
of sorts I worked with the fbi
searching for m.o.m.m.y dirty
bomber Mr Melvin MAYES El rulkin
from Chicago trading weapons
dirty bombs with LIBYA to blow
up chicago trains transit system
and government building Trina bell
bombing it this personal bomber
placing devices in foreign cars
or packages mailed to her targets
her favorite tampering with medication
quietly killing the target altering
passports assisting drug smugglers
leaving the country after killing
sprees sending strange packages
to explode several decoys are
usually sent wrapped in tape
with several envelopes attached
these are used threaten blackmail
targets as the entire community is
baffled when the mix up occurs and
boom powder covers the face hands
fingers lost limbs flesh splatters
while the bombers watch from a
distance usually parked sometimes
just sitting in a Cafe detonator released
cries from a distant targets are
sometimes randomly or targets are
in hiding domestic violence victims fbi
informants in witness protection selected
by yellow pages or library cards
prescriptions at CVS Walgreens
seniors by aarp or consumer cellular
these junk mails are randomly sent
out confusing postal workers who
just put junk mail magazines in anybody
box identity fraud you have a community
in an uproar with lost missing
prescriptions in the wrong hands
or thrown out in the trash with the
junk pile while bombs ignite beware
of bombs powdered covered packages
indeed Sars more chemicals delivered
for making more and more dirty bombs
It was 1984 Christmas eve the arson
murder took place this resulted in the
fbi informing me my life was in grave
danger ciro Gargano had killed 8 elderly
old people he returned years later 1998
memorial day weekend to commit another
arson killing victim 9 elderly homeless man
he began a revenge against me to punish me
for witnessing the plotting of his arson
murders of 9 sending ultimate threats
terrorists threats on license plates made
by severe repeat violent offenders behind bars
in the Wisconsin woman prison funding his
female gang members violent offenders
recruiting gang members on the streets
sending out threats personal threats
because my wearing wires pregnant
buying weapons and drugs resulting
in hundreds of gang leaders queen pin
drug smugglers convictions my prayers
are with this corrupt madness Gargano bullying
me with corruption balanced over satisfying
an entire woman's prison of gang members
gangster disciples controlling corruption
Sadly my wearing wires pregnant for the
FBI buying weapons and drugs from junk
sick cops was to get Ciro Gargano prison
time cut in half on his own weapons and drugs
charges only he forgot the arson murders
were still on the table meaning he'd
have to rat out Bin Laden himself so he
gathered corrupt officers violent offenders
gang members to bully me intimidate me
commit identity fraud against me even tried
to extort my American poetry my stalker
99999999 nine elderly person burned alive
thats the real issue here Gargano hired a crew
to taunt slander threaten bully my life several
attempts on my life including igniting a car
bomb in my face so when I see 999999 on
license plates it's clearly blackmail from a very
cruel criminally insane mastermind arson murderer
who hires corruption to intimidate his victims
and violent offenders to plot murder falsifying
information abuse of power gross negligence
excessive harm funding arson murder of 9
Striving for happiness is a long, hard journey with many challenges. It requires eternal vigilance to win the victory. You cannot succeed with sporadic little flashes of effort. Constant and valiant living is necessary. By Jack H. Goaslind
We owe so much to the brave men and women
Your sacrifice for America will never be forgotten
You deserve our focus and will never be blasted
America recognizes virtues you've never tasted.
Smugglers die many times before their deaths
Heroes rarely die twice without gentle breaths,
Nothing is difficult for a courageous heart
Few who fight dust and blood do their depart.
Who will recognize the triumph of a great victory?
And worst of all, who will fail in defying history?
Earn a vow to be brave and desire to be bright,
Decide to be dynamic and attempt to be right.
Be brave and courageous when pressure is high,
The greatest act of obduracy, a talent could display
Motivate another person to exert their imagination
Bear hold of your life and strive for any situation.
Various names have been given to the future
It can't be done by those who pursue a suitor,
It is unknown to those who are afraid of heights
And yet, it's ideal for the brave, of valiant sights.
What we retain is most crucial than what we read
It's not intentions but actions that lend us deeds,
We don't achieve our goals by wishing for them
But it is a lifelong fight to render us a valiant gem.
If you're valiant, you will have our full respect
You might be killed anyway due to some defect,
One shouldn't place a high value on the criticism
It's not fair to feed praise to an arena of cynicism.
Written: April 19, 2023
Writing Challenge - 'V' Words Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
We had stopped believing
Because our purple lords were deceiving
Labouring each day in the scorching sun
Our hearts were burning
Our desires started waning
At times we wish that our existence was done
What purpose is there in life were suffering swallows up joy
And we wallow in misery
Like a tin man toy
So we gathered all our little treasures and embarked on that hazardous journey
With the hope that we will find work that would make us money
With the hope that we will find peace as sweet as honey
With hope that our rainy day will someday become sunny
We do not know what the future will bring
But we placed our hopes in the Lord so we sing
A merry, merry song
Even though we are most likely wrong
To risk it all for a the good life
On ill fated boats we sail
Trafficked by green smugglers
Over the high seas
In the turbulent waves
To the magical islands
We saw gigantic caves
We were almost there
But we were met by despair
Hundreds fell into the monstrous jaw of Nepturn
They were washed away
And drowned at sea
So that I may see the fair face at Lampedusa
Looking at me
I would risk it all
Risk it all for my earthly Elysium
And some day return for my children and wife
I am like a sheep at the abattoir gazing at the butcher’s knife
Why not create your paradise in the middle of hell?
And raise your flags high and ring the cathedral bell
You need not seek El Dorado
You can always find it here
Believe in yourself and don’t be discouraged
And do not be like Esau who sold his birth right for a plate of porridge
Have faith in the Lord
And he will see you through
For fate lies in the hands of the Creator
No matter what you do
He has created you for a purpose
And you are of a divine design
Why not discover it rather than leave everything behind
While we sit with our coffee and poetry,
The Fear Frenzy Makers burn the midnight oil.
Digging up lies, just anything man!
To stuff up your brain like cement in a can.
They've succeeded in making you believe the
world is ending and...
That only chemicals sold by a fracture led
pharmacy nation
Will lead you to be a health sensation.
The Frenzys have determined God to be
extinct!
You can replace him with shrooms, ganja
hash or a drink?
Try Don Lemon at CNN, inhumane and so
vicious, the latest god on the street.
Worse, get your news from social media,
Driving the country nuts!
With our Congress making a new law
(I had to guffaw)!
That we don't need lawyers with integrity,
Just let mob rule take over this country.
(Oh,yes...and everything free)
The hatred of police is growing.
The rise of criminals is so revered and
spreading.
The body count of innocents is growing,
The murder of Jews is spreading.
Frenzy Feeders are nothing more Hitler
youth.
Spying and lying on Americans who
have done no harm.
Envy driven monsters...
It doesn't matter whose life they will
ruin.
We face a very formidable foe!
Big Brother is here- following you with
your cell phones everywhere.
Cameras on streets in dressing rooms.
As poets we can alert others to the
manure being peddled by fear smugglers.
Not all of us, but a few, may remind people
hard.
That God is in charge of when the world
ends not them.
Hate to tell these scientific brains, that
God created the world not them.
We cry over the extinct animals!!
But have not a thought nor remorse
to murder a baby.
66.000 babies were aborted alone last
year!
If we support murder, we have plenty
to fear.
5/8/2019
11:39 pm PST
For years The State Of Arizona has been known for it's strict laws
They made no bones about it and did not back down
The old territorial prison, once there they did not want to go back
Was not a "country club" for outlaws
Gun fights and the OK Corral, back in the day in old Tombstone Town
But it is not the same now, we are under attack
"The Politically Correct", say in is the Drug Cartels in Mexico
Isn't that so special, don't want to offend anyone
Garbage, it is the drug smugglers of the Mexican Mafia
But their Mafiaoso and our Mafiaoso seem to be more than amigo
Mafiaoso is Mafioso is the same anywhere under the Sun
Now their lawyers are causing all of this racial hysteria
Mexico has a lot of good people and damn fine workers
I have ranched and lived on the Mexican border for 60 years
The ones that live and work here, leave them alone
Solve the problem and go after the Mafiaoso drug smugglers
The poor in Mexico know the Mafiaoso and have their fears
One reason that they came here, because it scares then to the bone
When a cowboy meets a rattle snake, he chops of the head off
The problem is solved and he goes on his way
I say give them two choices, nylon or grass rope
When hung, that turns the problem off
But some don't see it that way
It would give all Americans more hope
Some say that I am old, the old school and The Old Testement
I believe a tooth for a tooth and a eye for a eye
In the Old West, when a man stole a horse, he was hung back in the day
But let God be the Judge, that is his department
Our enemies are God less people, that they cannot deny
They best thing that we can all do is pray
Form:
memoirs of an old thug life
first impressions last longer
lost in the sands of times
last impressions lives forever
penned in mind's of men
treasured in the rhymes of mines
engraved in the tombs pains
inscribed in the palms of history
tattooed in the art of fame
last impressions
edit
first impressions
last impressions
uneditable
end justifies
the means.
I did got the cracks
tightly close in racks
sold widely in tracks
Iron mouth spears
puncture foes fears
broken into pieces of tears
guys we want 'd' dough
but we won't weigh the load
of tomorrow's cold
as in pains unfolds
gold through nose
holes
cuffs round necks
laced
iron on fingers
rings
silver on tooth
blinks
Bold to the triggers
sold to smugglers
cold to fingers
In hood hidden faces
nude thumbs
eyes gazes
faced down
all for the money
one for the dough
few for the penny
.
life so chokes
I so broke
I .......coke
stamp my attitudes on my spears. Thorns
a custom
to my runs
my lyrics in verse
of my tears
no cares
I prose penned
my mind
of my kind
In poems
to tend
my dines
I sing, I pulled down fifties
In shades
Of phases
no selections tracks
all non perfections
these impressions
cold
cos' I know
I don't know
they live forever
but I won't
am done
even when am gone
Cos' I know if I did been given this
chance again I know I will live
a clean slate
but this impressions last
sure haunted my cast
even in my grave forever
Am gone.
Link 2 watch it on my YouTube channel
https://youtu.be/_eGamAscQSw
Hi, Migrants of Syria,
We welcome you to Austria,
The country which you come through,
It is in the middle of Europe too.
Take it for granted we treat you
With respect, yes, we really do.
We help you and give you support,
"Asylum" is the keyword.
We will make your wishes come true,
This country is safe, we will shelter you.
Your children will get education
And the grown up population
We send straight on to university,
Where you can study for free.
This is our special offer to you,
This chance never happens before for true.
We treat you with priority,
All you need to live here is free.
Austria goes a different way,
For you must be happy today,
Tomorrow it will be too late,
So we opened for you every gate.
We offer you special programs.
Please be so kind and take your chance.
You will never regret your decision,
This is the Austrian welcome mission.
We are human as human can be,
We Austrian plea for humanity.
Some treat you like animals anywhere,
Believe us we sigh and say shame on their.
Dangerous is the long way to Europe,
Longing for shelter in freedom to hope.
Some of yours were dying ashore,
Plenty of tears are running for sure,
Children were drowned in the sea,
Do not take rubber boats we plea,
Keep away from Refugee smugglers,
They are very dangerous liars.
We have packed welcome parcels today
Which will be given to you on your way.
(©) by Brigitte L. C. Waldner
Ladies and Gentlemen of the jury, the coyote is on trial today
After you have heard the facts,it will not take you long to find him guilty
This case will be short, but it will not be sweet
When it is all over, there will be nothing else you can say
You will find out, he is not the one you want to meet
You will learn of his criminal activity
Rather it be two legged or four, they are all the same
Like characterics are alike, the nature of the breed
When caught in a trap, they will chew off that leg
Man or critter, they have the same name
Their heart beat, is pure greed
He would like to be the keeper of the hen house, to get your nest egg
It takes five of them to catch a cotton tail rabbit
They are only brave when in a pack
All are cry babies, when they cry at a full moon
But like all criminals, creatures of habit
Cross their fingers when they shake a hand, the other to stab you in the back
In the old West, they would have been hung at High Noon
In Southern Arizona, the Tohono O'odman Indian tribe call him this
In their native tongue, he is known as "The Trickster"
Both living the desert, they know his ways well
Been living in the desert for centuries, seldom do they miss
As the coyote paints his picture
He has been called, "The Dog From Hell"
Ranchers in the West, he loves to kill their cattle
On the Mexican Border, drug and human smugglers are called "coyote"
I tell you, he is nothing but a disgrace
Dealing with him is always a battle
And leaving you today, with one final note
Ladies and Gentlemen, I rest my case
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