The Last Stop

A cops last stop.

 

Laying on my back

I stare up at the dark sky

Pain rushing around my body

This was supposed to be a normal stop

Nothing more and nothing less

Hand out a ticket and be on your way.

But no, you had to grab that gun

And Fire it as if I wasn’t human

I’m not an animal nor a beast.

How could you be so cruel?

Now I lay on my back wondering if

I’ll see another day.

See my children and wife…

Watch them smile when I walk through that door

I wonder if I’ll make it.

To you it was just another fight

I wonder if you care

How would you feel if you were me?

So you have a cold heart?

Do you even care that you just shot a human?

It seems like you don’t. Your speeding off

Probably thanking god your not going to have to pay

A 50 dollar ticket.

I can feel my life draining and wonder if anybody would care

Of course my wife and children would

But would those who I served and protected care?

Those who made fun of us getting a coffee when they where behind us also getting one?

Shockingly we’re just like you. But instead of jumping in our cars and

going to our office’s

With out a care in the world

We pin a badge to our shirt... carry a gun and meet dangerous people all the time

Now with my final thoughts wondering if you care I close my eyes and bid you goodbye.

 

Author's Note

Something i wrote awhile back

Reviews

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

Oh what a moving tale. Those last moments captured with such elegance. This reminds me of a song by the Bare Naked Ladies in which they say 'You are the last thing on my mind.' Which means to me not that I am not thinking about you but like the person in this poem that you are the last thing I am thinking about in those final moments - children and wife. Nicely penned. Very thoughtful.
Light,
Siddartha

[Art Sun]

Sadly this is the realty of so many who enforce the laws ... they are as we are... human..

nice work...

[Hamkar]

You gave us a feeling there, of wanting others to realise, a little sadness, a little dissapointed, and a little spirit of yourself. Well done.

[JENY]

Wow…
Touching thoughts…
Genuine feelings…
You painted them with right choice of words…
Love it….

[Carlie]

Wow! Not gonna lie, this made me tear up! This is a very powerful and touching write!

[Gomer LePoet]

This is very touching, especially at this particular time. 2 officers were shot in the head and killed yesterday in Tampa on a routine stop. Of course the killer escaped. 2 fine gentlemen with families, in the prime of their lives, their careers. there are way too many vicious animals that roam our streets. my prayers to those who risk their lives in support of our dreams. 6/29/2010

[Elvina CZq]

This one really flows from top to bottom. I can picture the scene of this last stop. It's very touching and sad. You have a great mind that is able to roam wild. So far you writing that I've read, you write beautifully and differently from many perspectives of life. Keep this spirit up! Don't stop writing :)

[M.a. Benjamin]

This is a really cool concept. If you turned this into a short story it would be a hell of a tale. Keep pluggin.

[LisetteCanWrite!]

The content is definitely one that stands out with the way things are today! This was a sad and very touching portrayal of someone with a very dangerous job. There are so many with service jobs from police to the local convenient store clerks to gas bar attendants.. so many that have paid with their lives for such petty crimes (not petty once they lose their lives of course!).

Now the final thoughts could be portrayed as such to reach readers.. though I think if I were this police officer I would be thinking of my own life and family.. in shock of the events even though I worked such a dangerous job. Your message is very clear in this which I loved.. a big heart trying to reach out to others and make them think before belittling the police for getting coffee and being human (everyone knows what you mean by that line!). Great job overall.. keep at it!

[Coyote Poetry]

A well written story. It is sad. The thoughts of a dying person would be of family. I like the purpose of the poem. killing for a few dollars in no reason for the action. A excellent poem. Told a complete and sad story in your words.
Coyote

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

What a powerful piece. They are truly unappreciated heros.