Blue Lives Matter
By Mark Spencer
Have you ever stood all alone
In the presence of hate?
Against a world that seeks your blood,
Abandoned to your fate?
Have you ever feared for your life,
No matter what you choose?
To kill or die, what choice have you,
When either way you lose?
Have you ever seen a body,
Thatâ€™s been dredged from a lake?
Or helped dig one from the rubble
Of a killer earthquake?
Have you seen the aftermath of
A murder suicide?
Or had to tell a mother that
Her only daughter died?
Have you tried to resuscitate
An infant who was caught,
In the crossfire of gangsters who
Didnâ€™t care who they shot?
And have you cried yourself to sleep
For seeing things so grim?
Is this job something you would like
To do instead of them?
If someone walked up to your car,
And shot you through the glass,
Then people blocked the ER door
And gathered there en masse,
Would you feel appreciated
For everything you do?
Would you rush to a location
If someone needed you?
Perhaps itâ€™s best youâ€™re not the one
Who suits up every week!
The fear and the uncertainty
Was never for the meek!
If every day could be your last,
Why risk your life and limb?
Why stand against the violence,
When loveâ€™s light grows so dim?
Is it worth the scars you suffer,
A soul that canâ€™t find peace?
While those youâ€™re sworn to serve
To defund the police?
Well I, for one, appreciate
The service you provide!
When I speak of blue lives matter,
I say those words with pride!
So from the bottom of my heart,
Thank you for what you do!
Iâ€™m speaking for a multitude
Of souls who still love you!