Police - The End Of Night-Shift Poem by Paul Warren
Police - The End Of Night-Shift
The night is long, hard and cruel
With each tasking outside the rule
The hours go on in a slow lament
As they bleed into each other and are spent
The dawn creeps up on us as we drive around
And the radio cackles as we hear it's routine sound
Cars and people appear as the world awakes
Gently the day begins and the night deflates.
© Paul Warren Poetry
Thursday, January 28, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: night,police
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The physical night turns into day - eight and a half hours on the road whilst ordinary people sleep. Sometimes a very routine night without a lot happening. These can be hard times without a lot of excitement.
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