Policeman
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Hat on straight,
a shiny badge pinned
to a crisp, white shirt.
I watch him through my big, young eyes.
He smiles at me,
lacing his boots,
then kisses the top of my head.
My dad is the coolest,
I think to myself.
When I was young,
I did not understand
the horrors of the world.
I did not understand that when my dad puts on
his crisp white shirt,
his shiny badge,
his big black boots,
he puts his life on the line as well.
With the weight of the world on his shoulders,
He leaves my mom,
my sister,
me.
To protect.
To serve.
But many people
get angry at him,
for so many things.
They shout.
They scream obsencities
in his face.
They spit.
They fight.
They forget he is
a son.
A brother.
A father.
A friend.
They forget that every minute
he is late
or doesn't call,
we worry.
Many people forget
he is not perfect,
he makes mistakes.
They want to point fingers,
say he is wrong.
But yet call him
when they're in trouble.
So the next time you're in trouble,
remember this...
He does not want
to hurt.
To harm.
He wants to protect.
He wants to help.
He does not mind
one's sense of entitlement to be under his protection.
All he wants to do is serve and protect.