Police - Just Words Poem by Paul Warren

The words running through my head need to be right
The watch on my wrist tells me it's after midnight
My stomach churns knowing what it will be
Waking people in the middle of the night not done easily
I knock on the door and a light flicks on
I'll have to tell them their son is gone
Someone says who would that be
I know that I am not the one they'll want to see

I say "It's the police and I need to talk"
The latch is off and in I walk
It's just the words that I want to be the right way
But the lump in my throat makes it hard to say
Just get it out and the crying starts asking how
So I tell them a car accident occurred just now
I leave knowing their world is lost
The next hours will be done counting the cost
And I resume with it all in my head
Death message delivered and understood written in the log of dread.

© Paul Warren Poetry