Ferguson Policeman & The Law Poem by Tom Zart

Misdeeds were put here as a test for mankind
And too many race down the wrong path.
Greed, hate, lust and perversion are Satan's tools
In his workshops of corruption and wrath.


Rape, robbery, murder and assault
Are committed by the dishonest night and day.
Thank God for those who line up to protect
The principles of justice, honor and fair play.

Where would we be without valiant policeman
Who patrol our neighborhoods and streets?
Risking their life and limb on the line
Arresting thieves, killers, drug dealers, perverts and cheats.

To many officers end up victims of divorce
Products of occupational danger and strain.
Never knowing when they say good by
If it's their day to be crippled or slain.

It takes a brave soul to become a good cop
Risking everything for little praise and pay.
It's true that some may abuse their badge
But for the majority we gratefully pray.

By God's Poet
Tom Zart
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