BAD
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On this page I have what I call Words of Wisdom. It can be a kind of Wisdom that is a hard thing to live
with for civilians, but an officer or deputy must live with from day to day.
If anyone knows of the authors of any of these could you let me know, so they can be given credit for their writing.
HOW TO MAKE A TROOPER CRY
Want to see a trooper cry?
Would you like to see him bury his
face in his hands, bawl like a baby,
and slam his fist into the side of his
patrol car? It's easy.
Start by refusing to listen to your wife
when she suggests that she drive.
Don't be a whimp. Assert yourself.
Say, "Aw heck, I can drive better with
a few beers under my belt than you can
cold sober."
Twenty minutes later you are standing
in the dark on the side of the highway with
broken glass and spilled gasoline around.
Your wife is screaming, pinned beneath
the jagged edges of twisted metal.
Your two year old daughter is silent.
Your six year old son is sprawled face
down 30 feet away.
The trooper smells the alcohol
on your breath when you try to explain, and
he's not gentle as he pushes you into the
patrol car and tells you to shut up.
Then he pauses to wipe the tears before he
turns his attention to what's left
of your family and your car.
Congratulations.
You've made a Trooper cry.
Author Unknown
THE DRUNK DRIVER I
I went a party, Mom, I remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, Mom, so I drank pop instead.
I really felt proud inside, Mom, the way you said I would.
I didn't drink and drive, Mom, though the others said I should.
I know I did the right thing, Mom, I know you're always right.
Now the party is finally ending, Mom, as everyone is driving out of sight.
As I got into my car, Mom, I knew I'd get home in one piece.
Because of the way you raised me, so responsible and sweet.
I started to drive away, Mom, but as I pulled out onto the road,
The other car didn't see me, Mom, and hit me like a load.
As I lay there on the pavement, Mom, I hear the policeman say,
The other guy was drunk, Mom, and now I'm the one who'll pay.
I'm lying here dying, Mom. I wish you'd get here soon.
How could this happen to me, Mom? My life just burst like a balloon.
There is blood all around me, Mom, and most of it is mine.
I hear the medic say, Mom, I'll die in a short time.
I just wanted to tell you, Mom, I swear I didn't drink.
It was the others, Mom. The others didn't think.
He was probably at the same party as I.
The only difference is, he drank and I will die.
Why do people drink, Mom? It can ruin your whole life.
I'm feeling sharp pains now. Pains just like a knife.
The guy who hit me is walking, Mom, and I don't think it's fair.
I'm lying here dying and all he can do is stare.
Tell my brother not to cry, Mom. Tell Daddy to be brave.
And when I go to heaven, Mom, put "Daddy's Girl" on my grave.
Someone should have told him, Mom, not to drink and drive.
If only they had told him, Mom, I would still be alive.
Author Unknown
THE DRUNK DRIVER II
Close to the door he paused to stand...
as he took his class ring off her hand.
All who were watching did not speak...
as a silent tear ran down his cheek.
Through his mind the memories ran...
of the moments they walked and laughed in the sand.
But now her eyes were so terrible cold...
for he would never again have her to hold.
They watched in silence as he bent near...
and whispered the words "I LOVE YOU" in her ear.
He touched her face and started to cry...
as he put on his ring and wanted to die.
And just then the wind began to blow...
as they lowered her casket into the snow.
This is what happens to man alive......
when friends let friends.....drink and drive.
Author Unknown
I WANT TO TELL YOU LIES
I want to tell that little boy, his Mom will be just fine.
I want to tell that dad, we got his daughter out in time.
I want to tell that wife, her husband will be home tonight.
I don't want to tell it like it is, I want to tell them lies.
You didn't put their seat belts on, you feel you killed your kids.
I want to say you didn't ... but in a way, you did.
You pound your fists into my chest, you're hurting so inside.
I want to say you'll be OK, I want to tell you lies.
You left chemicals within his reach and now it's in his eyes.
I want to say your son will see, not tell you he'll be blind.
You ask me if he'll be OK, with pleading in your eyes.
I want to say that yes he will, I want to tell you lies.
I can see you're crying as your life goes up in smoke.
If you'd maintained that smoke alarm, your children may have woke.
Don't grab my arm and ask me if your family is alive.
Don't make me tell you they're all dead, I want to tell you lies.
I want to say she'll be OK, you didn't take her life.
I hear you say you love her and you'd never hurt your wife.
You thought you didn't drink too much, you thought that you could drive.
I don't want to say how wrong you were, I want to tell you lies.
You only left her for a moment, it happens all the time.
How could she have fell from there? You thought she couldn't climb.
I want to say her neck's not broke, that she will be just fine.
I don't want to say she's paralyzed, I want to tell you lies.
I want to tell this teen his buddies didn't die in vain.
Because he thought that it'd be cool to try to beat that train.
I don't want to tell him this will haunt him all his life.
I want to say that he'll forget, I want to tell him lies.
You left the cabinet open and your daughter found the gun.
Now you want me to undo the damage that's been done.
You tell me she's your only child, you say she's only five.
I don't want to say she won't see six, I want to tell you lies.
He fell into the pool when you just went to grab the phone.
It was only for a second that you left him there alone.
If you let the dumb phone ring, perhaps your boy would be alive.
But I don't want to tell you that, I want to tell you lies.
The fact that you were speeding caused that car to overturn.
We couldn't get them out of there before the whole thing burned.
Did they suffer? Yes, they suffered, as they slowly burned alive.
But I don't want to say those words, I want to tell you lies.
But I have to tell it like it is, until my shift is through.
And then the real lies begin, when I come home to you.
You ask me how my day was, and I say it was just fine.
I hope you understand, sometimes, I have to tell you lies.
Dedicated to all of the Police Officers, Firefighters, EMTs, Paramedics, Emergency Flight Crews and all civil servants
who deal with the tragedies of life and death. The saddest of all, being those that involve children, and could have been
prevented. Wear your seat belts. Keep poisons, flammables, fireworks, etc. out of reach of children. Keep your smoke alarm
in operating order, if you don't have one, get one. Never, ever drive if you've been drinking. Never leave your toddler
unattended. Teens, be responsible drivers, obey all traffic lights, posted limits, warnings and signals at RR crossings. Keep
your guns locked and out of reach, buy a trigger guard. Protect our children, they are our future...
Am I preaching?
Am I nagging?
I guess I am just telling it like it is... Or I could just tell you a lie.
I hope it also makes you all think very carefully how swiftly, precious life can be lost forever.
Author NOW Known
~ Kal The Rebel ~
(c)Copyrighted to Kalvere. Please do not reproduce without author's permission.
Kal would welcome any comments at the following email address:
KalTheRebel@aol.com
This poem is used with the author's permission.
If you see this poem anywhere without the author's credit and copyright information,
it is being used without the author's knowledge or consent.
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On February 22, 2002