A Lost Cobber Poem by Paul Warren
A Lost Cobber
I heard it in the evening
As I vetted reports in the office
The sun was waning
And the air was cool
A friend of his came in to say
You had died from your own hand
The life you led as a copper had done you in
And I am left to wonder now how it happened.
© Paul Warren Poetry
Friday, November 10, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: death,death of a friend,poem,stress,suicide
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