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"Piano
Lady"
& Two
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Deputies
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County, Kentucky
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"I
WANT TO TELL
YOU LIES!"
I
want to tell
that little
boy that 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 fallen
from there?
You thought
she couldn't
climb. I want
to say her
neck's not
broken, 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'd just
let the 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,
and 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.
Please
Note:
Copyrighted
to Kalvere.
Please do
not reproduce
without author's
permission.
Kalvere, the
author, is
a Minnesota
firefighter
and would
welcome any
comments at
the following
email address:
Kal
The Rebel
@aol.com
We
would Like
to Thank not
only Our Brother
In Jesus Kalvere,
for his beautiful
poem but we
would also
like to thank
him for being
there as one
of our Hero's
A Firefighter/EMT,
and I volunteer
on a mounted
Search and
Rescue team.
God Bless
you Kal and
Thank You
For Your Gift
Of Love!


  


"The
Final Inspection"
The
policeman
stood and
faced his
God,
which must
always come
to pass.
He hoped his
shoes were
shining
just as brightly
as his brass.
"Step
forward now,
policeman.
How shall
I deal with
you?
Have you always
turned the
other cheek?
To my church
have you been
true?"
The policeman
squared his
shoulders
and said,
"No Lord
I guess I
ain't.
Because those
who carry
badges
can't always
be a saint.
I've had to
work most
Sundays,
and at times
my talk was
rough...
And sometimes
I've been
violent
because the
streets are
awful tough.
But I never
took a penny
that wasn't
mine to keep...
Though I worked
a lot of overtime
when the bills
got just too
steep.
And I never
passed a cry
for help,
though at
times I shook
with fear.
And sometimes,
God forgive
me,
I've wept
unmanly tears.
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 had
often trod,
as the policeman
waited quietly
for the judgment
of his God.
"Step
forward now,
policeman.
You've borne
your burdens
well.
Come walk
a beat on
heaven's streets.
You've done
your time
in hell."

"23rd
Psalm For
all who serve"
The
Lord is my
Shepherd,
I shall not
want,
His comforting
hand reduces
fear to naught;
He makes me
walk through
streets of
crime,
But He gives
me courage
and peace
of mind.
He leads me
by still waters
in the path
I trod,
And He says
in Romans
I'm a "minister
of God,"
He leads me
in righteousness
as He restores
my soul,
For His name's
sake He keeps
me whole.
When I walk
through death's
valley, right
up to the
door,
I will fear
no evil, for
He comforts
me more;
For Thou art
with me every
step of the
way,
As thy rod
and thy staff
protect me
each day.
He prepares
a table, especially
for me,
As I work
daily among
life's enemies;
He gives me
authority
to uphold
the law,
And He anoints
my position
in the midst
of it all.
Surely goodness
and mercy
shall follow
me,
Each day of
my life through
eternity;
As I long
to hear Him
say, "Well
done...,"
When I lay
down my life,
my badge,
and my gun.
  


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