Paul Warren Poems

For my mate

You added your bit to the show
A joke a story or a place to go
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The darkness slowly seeps through
Silently it fills a void inside of you
It finds you no matter what you do
Draining all the colour from inside too
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I know a thousand things
I've heard a thousand songs
I've walked a thousand miles
I remember a thousand moments
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Is there a place where old coppers go
After we hand in our gear in the last show
The fleets been parked and booked off now
Fuelled up for the next shift or day for new know how
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Our shifts are duly spent
Of police duty known and meant
And inquiries followed through
In the daily things we do
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What price for country now
Is it what money takes a bow
To attack another is such a deed
Peace the sacrifice for diplomatic speed
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For all of your Mums…..

My Mum
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My friend what days we had
No time to be troubled or sad
So strong together everyday
Why wouldn't I stay
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Being young together is true
Growing and learning is what you do
And you didn't age from 18
When cancer took you unclean
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In an old biscuit tin
With my bits and pieces put in
That remind me of our times
And things that are always mine
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