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Law Enforcement

Law enforcement is a tough job no doubt. Even justified action, can cause the masses to shout. Things are not always as they seem, if you mind your PDQ’s, you can walk and negotiate the beam. Like a tight rope walker, sometimes hard to walk, but easier if you temper, and gentle your talk. You watch over us, but who watches over you? Maybe, if called upon, the spirit of Elliot Ness, can help all of you negotiate this mess. Overzealousness, of a few, have caused the rest like a skunk to smell, pew! As for me, a muse of words, I can be your best friend, or hold your feet to the fire. If you choose good karma, you can actually inspire. Preventing the wolves in the cities, from hunting in packs. Thinking only they, are capable of fairness and equal payback. In their collective minds, Raised in the street, there eyes black as coal, I look but see no soul. they don’t see you as a man or woman, mother or father, with hearts and souls, but as game to be hunted, for sport, collecting your lives as toll.

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