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09-28-06, 07:07 PM #1
A Patrolman’s Departure - Gabriel L. NathanA Patrolman’s Departure
They are standing straight and stoic, they are standing glove-to-glove,
It is raining, it is freezing, but they stand for pain and love.
Their hat-brims hide the hatred and the torture in their eyes,
They cannot help but feel the void when one of their own dies.
The service now is over and the widow staggers out,
All arms now at attention as the bagpipes cry and shout.
Flag-draped casket on six shoulders, could this day get any worse?
A salute’s the silent answer as they load him in the hearse.
The speeches done, the songs are sung, it’s time now for a ride,
The cortege is enormous, like a head-of-state has died,
The lights roll infinitum and the grief is crawling past,
Us citizens just stand there, we are watching to the last.
We wonder at the pageantry, our heads shake in despair,
We think as the three-shot volley pierces through the morning air,
"Oh, this didn’t have to happen, what an awful tragic day"
"In this sea of hurt and anguish, how will Justice find its way?"
But as the ranks disperse and as they trudge back to their cars,
We know that for the killer await four walls of iron bars.
They’ll put aside their grief just like they’re trained so well to do,
For even crafty killers can’t evade this mass of blue.
So the funeral has ended, and the mayor has gone home,
I’ve heard some people question, "are we well within the zone,"
"To put on such a costly show for cops just pounding pavement?"
But how can we sit ‘round and judge a slain cop’s final payment?
To say it’s inappropriate, to question it with scorn,
Shows that you know nothing of the target that is worn,
On every good cop’s vest or shirt, on every trooper’s heart,
It calls out like a bulls eye, it is simply called the badge.
Used with Special Permission of the Author,
Gabriel L. Nathan
Copyright © 1997 - All Rights Reserved
and may not be duplicated without permission
09-28-06, 07:27 PM #2
Awesome poem. I got a lump in my throat after I read that.JamesDept of the Army Civilian Police"Loyalty above all else, except Honor"Never forget those who fell on 9/11/01S&W beats 4 Aces every time
09-28-06, 07:52 PM #3
Thank you LEO Supporter for finding us another beautiful poem.
09-28-06, 08:30 PM #4
I don't know alot about the author, Gabriel L. Nathan, just that he wrote these poems and he has a book out Honoring America's Slain and Living Police Officers. He has also wrote a Tribute in NLEOMF for Philadelphia Police Officer Daniel J. Faulkner
Now how I came across these poems. Back in June-2002, we lost a King County Sheriff Deputy, Richard A. Herzog. I just started a website and wanted to do a page in memory of him. Checked for poems that would best fit the events of what happened and who he was not only as an Officer but as a friend/husband/brother/father etc.
I asked a friend who works in Cook Co if she knew of any poems. She pointed me to his poems, emailed him for permission to use the poems, emailed for use of Herzogs photo. Once all permissions were granted it was up in no time flat.
I sent it back to the public spokesman and sooner did i realize i had heard from Richards father and one of his daughters thanking me, along with other PO Thanking me. I was told by Richards daughter that my page helped her in healing.
This is my favorite out of the 2. This poem is exactly how the funeral was. At the time of his death, bystanders trid to help him but could not outdo a freak on PSP, who by the way got life in prison without parole
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