A Policeman's Lament
This poem is true and it is cathartic for me to write it. Not all my work is bleak but this needed to be told as the futility of a broken society is not commented on through poetry as much as it should be. It appears to me that a great deal of writing and prose appears to be a subjective and romanticised version of events and I feel there is a place for what I call "reality verse."
A POLICEMAN'S LAMENT
Broke into a house the other day, my police buddy and me
Saw a dead girl on the floor she must have been about 23
Her face was upturned, looking my way, her eyes staring at me
I could see by the track marks on her arms, it must have been a drugs OD
Oh woe is me! Oh woe is me! Picking up the pieces for a broken society
What can I do? What can I say? Just clean it up and move it away
I get paid by the public and the police authority
To do the dirty job that the public don't want to see
Whilst the judges and politicians live in their ivory towers
They never see the carnage, they just while away the hours
They're oblivious to the cancer in our society
Where drugs and random violence stop the people being free
Oh woe is me! Oh woe is me! Picking up the pieces for a broken society
What can you do? What can you say? Just clean it all up and move it away.
Just clean it all up and move it away.
Pete Crompton
Fri 15th Jan 2010 23:22
Im with the others on these replies.
I personally prefer to read this style of poetry where the author is 1st hand, rather than poetic exercises that try and be a way of proving a style or other, its all about the pure emotion for me, I think that you should write as much as you feel, I'm especially interested in 'front line' experiences like what you have written about here, i know that Mike (who replies on this thread) has seen front line action and I reccommend a browse thru the many blogs on here.