A man once asked me, besides the tickets and the donuts, Whats it like being a cop? As I forgave him for his ignorance, years and years of memories Spun round and round in my head And the only answer I could give him came out in a collage of single words. That any cop would understand. Academy. Badge. Rookie. Patrol. Honor. Valor. Bravery. Drunks. Bar fights. Car chases. Foot chases. Felons. Perverts. Cop haters. Cop killers. Marijuana. Cocaine. Meth labs. Battered wives. Abused children. Murders. Suicides. Accidents. Fatalities. Mental patients. Dirty needles. Dirty trailers. Deep nights. Weekends. Overtime. Marriage. Kids. Divorce. Marriage. Promotions. Demotions. Politics.Good cops. Bad cops. Funerals. Gray hair. Wrinkles. Years. Blood. Sweat. Tears. Live it. Love it. Hate it.-A cops life.
ByAndrew G. Hawkes
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