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    He

    Hes up before the sun, down the stairs he creeps
    Pours himself a cup of joe, tries to wake from sleep
    Pulls on his important stuff, boots badge and gun
    Walks down the hallway quietly, past his sleeping son
    Strides out to his office on four wheels, the one in black and white
    Says a silent prayer to God that he will make it back alright
    Out of the driveway, and onto the empty street
    Takes a few lefts and rights until he makes it to his beat
    4 tickets, a break in, and yet another stolen car
    Someone said thanks, a punk spit on his star
    One code 3 pursuit, the result of twisted steel
    An hour standing in the rain, yet another missed meal
    Finally he makes it back home as the sun sets low
    Another shift in the books, and in his soul he knows
    For all that he endured today, luck was on his side
    Tomorrow he could leave behind, yet another widowed bride.
    500 fights, that's the number I figured when I was a kid. 500 street fights and you could consider yourself a legitimate tough guy. You need them for experience. To develop leather skin. So I got started. Of course along the way you stop thinking about being tough and all that. It stops being the point. You get past the silliness of it all. But then, after, you realize that's what you are.


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    Nice poem Doc!!...Thanks for sharing it.

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    Thanks.....I just wrote it...not one of my best, but it works
    500 fights, that's the number I figured when I was a kid. 500 street fights and you could consider yourself a legitimate tough guy. You need them for experience. To develop leather skin. So I got started. Of course along the way you stop thinking about being tough and all that. It stops being the point. You get past the silliness of it all. But then, after, you realize that's what you are.


 

 

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