Today I will not answer the radio call
that your boyfriend has come home drunk and is beating you again.
Today I will not answer the radio call
that your 16 year old daughter, who is very responsible, is four hours
late coming home from school.
Today I will not answer the radio call
that your store has been robbed or your house has been burglarized.
Today I will not stop a drunk driver
from killing someone. I will not catch a rapist or a murderer or a car
thief.
Today I will not answer the radio call
that a man has a gun or tried to abduct a child or that someone has been
stabbed or has been in a terrible accident.
Today I will not save your child that
you locked in a car or the child you were too busy to watch who went outside
and fell into the swimming pool, but that I revived. No, today I will not
do that.
Why? Because Today I was killed by a
drunk driver while I was helping push a disabled car off the highway.
Today I was shot and killed during a
routine traffic stop to simply tell someone that they had a taillight out.
Today I was killed in a traffic accident
rushing to help a citizen.
Today I was shot and killed serving
a warrant on a known drug dealer.
Today I was killed by a man when I came
by to do a welfare check because his family was too busy.
Today I was killed trying to stop a
bank robbery or a grocery store robbery.
Today I was killed doing my job.
A chaplain and an officer will go to
a house and tell a mom and dad or a wife or husband or a child that their
son or daughter or husband or wife or father or mother won’t be coming
home today.
The flags at many police stations were
flown at half-mast today but most people won’t know why.
There will be a funeral and my fellow
officers will come, a twenty-one-gun salute will be given, and taps will
be played as I am laid to rest.
My name will be put on a plaque, on
a wall, in a building, in a city somewhere. A folded flag will be placed
on a mantel or a bookcase in a home somewhere and a family will mourn.
There will be no cries for justice.
There will be no riots in the streets. There will be no officers marching,
screaming “no justice, no peace.” No citizens will scream that something
must be done. No windows will be smashed, no cars burned, no stones thrown,
no names called. Only someone crying themselves to sleep tonight will be
the only sign that I was cared about.
I was a police officer.
~~~ Author unknown
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