"Who Am I?"

This poem is dedicated to all of the Law Enforcement Officers who
have ever been forced to tell a family that there loved one is dead.

Another familiar call.
It happens far too much.
This one was in a hurry.
Why couldn't he have been
Just a little more patient.

I take the report,
Head down the road,
All the time preparing myself
To destroy another life.

Three short knocks on the door,
And then she appears.
Young, tired, yet glowing.
With a friendly voice
She invites me inside.
As I step into the house
I take a quick look around.
Presents on the table,
Cake in the oven.
How can I tell her
No one will eat the cake?
How can I tell her,
The presents will remain closed?
Who am I,
To deliver such news?

She looks deeply into my eyes,
With curiosity and fear.
Quietly I inhale...
Then the words spill out.
She collapses with a horrific scream
As I catch her from hitting
The cold tile floor,
And all I can do is ask...

Who am I?


Paul Thompson

Used with Special Permission of the Author
Copyright © August 25, 2001 - All Rights Reserved

and may not be duplicated without permission

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