it was the weekend before Christmas and all i could see
were tears and destruction, anger and greed.
the decorations they weren’t hanging this year,
because no one was feeling the holiday cheer.
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the children were protesting and looting the place
with expressions of hatred etched in their face.
and i watched in horror from my living room,
wondering what brought on this season of doom.
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when out in the parking lot i heard such a noise,
i wondered if it could be one of the boys.
So quick to the window i ran with my gun
to stop this looter from having fun.
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the moon was smogged out from all the pollution
casting shadows and causing confusion.
then quick as a flash in the corner of my eye
i saw something red and white flash by.
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the driver was quick and drove with ease,
to the crowd he had to appease.
and when he got out he spoke with command,
“Lower your weapons, and show me your hands”
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“I come to keep peace, and you have every right
to stand here and protest all through the night.
You say you’ve been wronged and I’m here to protect
each and every one of you, you deserve my respect.”
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the crowd was not happy, they turned in response,
and tested the law bearer’s deep resilience.
there was so many, and the cop stood alone,
i worried for his safety straight to my bones.
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then i saw something awful, what did i expect
the anger surged, the cop they were out to get.
i drew my head away from the window curtain,
i didn’t want to see what i knew was certain.
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the gun shots rang out, the crowd stampeded,
i turned back around to see what proceeded.
and then i saw to my shocking surprise,
a sight that i couldn’t believe my eyes.
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small children surrounded the uniformed man,
with their silent faces they made a tall stand.
the parents of some did curse and expose,
how dreadful these children were for upholding their foes.
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they would not be moved and so then i found,
others did gather without making a sound.
the ambulance sirens so far in the distance,
i wondered if they could withstand the resistance.
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the angry mob pressed in, they wanted to lynch
this innocent soldier would make a good witch.
then to my surprise what more could i say,
his protectors fell down and started to pray.
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i fell to my knees and found myself joining,
their voices calling out in the early of morning.
we prayed for a miracle, we prayed for peace
we prayed the ambulance would get there at least.
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and when it arrived, it cut through the crowd,
the cop was then loaded and then it got loud.
they punched the vehicle and made petty threats,
about how every officer deserves what he gets.
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and as the vehicle drove off with sirens a blazing
i listened to the crowd and all of it’s hating.
and as the ambulance rolled out of sight,
i thought merry Christmas to all…. and to all a good night.
12-21-2014