PLease read this and think about the men and women , out there on the MEAN streets doing their duty.This was sent to me by my cousins wife Karen,
because you see, my cousinher husband is Elmer Phillips, and he was a cop in Williamstown NJ, then became a New Jersey State Trooper, now has retired. So they know the feelings about being JUST A COP, means, I say God protect them all. Fran
Just a Cop
The funeral line was long, there are an awful lot of cars.
Folks came out of the restaurants and they came out of the bars.
The workers at the construction sitesall let their hammers drop.
Someone asked. "What is this all for?"And they said,"Aw, just a Cop." Some chuckled at the passing cars,some shed a silent tear,some people said, stupid."
"All these dumb policemen here."
"How come they are not out fighting crime?"
"Or in a doughnut shop?""Sure is a lot of trouble, for someone who's just a Cop."
They blocked the intersections, and blocked the interstate.
People yelled and cursed,"damn, it's going to make me late!""This is really ridiculous!""They're making' us all stop!"
"It seems they are sure wasting time, on someone who's just a Cop."
Into the cemetery now, the slow procession comes; The woeful Taps are slowly played.there are loud salutes from guns.
the graveyard workers shake their heads"This service is a flop.""There are lots of good words wasted, On someone who's just a Cop"
Yeah, just a Cop to most folks,Did his duty every day.Trying to protect us,until his life was taken away.When he got to heaven,St. Peter put him at the top.An angel asked him,"Who was that?"And he said, "Aw, just a Cop."
The Judgment :The Officer stood and faced his God,which must always come to pass.He hoped his shoes were shinning,just as brightly as his brass."
Step forward now, Officer,How shall I deal with you?Have you always turned the other cheek?To my church have you been true?"
The Officer squared his shoulder and said,"No, Lord, I guess I am not,because those of us who carry badges can'talways be a saint. I've had to work most Sundays,and at times my talk was rough.Sometimes I've been violent because the streets are tough.
But I never took a penny that wasn't mine to keep.Though I worked a lot of overtime,when the bills got too steep.
I never passed a cry for helpthough at times I shook with fear,and sometimes, God forgive me,I've wept an unmanly tear.
I know I don't deserve a place among the people here.They never wanted me around except to calm their fear.
If you've a place for me here, Lord,it needn't be so grand.I never expected or had too much,but if you don't...I'll understand."
There was silence all around the throne,where the saints often trod.As the officer waited quietly for the judgment of his God.
"Step forward now, Officer." "You've borne your burdens well." "Come walk a beat on heaven's streets," "You've done your time in Hell."
Saturday, January 26, 2008
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