In The Performance Of His Duty Poem by Ray Hansell

In The Performance Of His Duty



Killed in the performance of his duty
That's all the paper said
He took an oath, he took a job
For doing both he's dead

Each day was a busy one
Going from call to call
Doing the best he could
Always, giving his all

But one night in the darkness there lurked a stranger
He thought he was on a mission against oppression
Tonight was the night he would kill a cop
To him, this had become his obsession

So he got his evil chance
When he saw a uniform of blue
He took aim, and pulled the trigger
There was nothing the officer could do

He died in the performance of his duty
That's what the paper said
But what the paper failed to explain
Was that a husband and father are now dead

In the performance of his duty
Bullets struck him down
The only thing to remind us
Is the badge shaped headstone in the ground


6-16-06/RJH

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