Police - The Broken Nose Poem by Paul Warren

Police - The Broken Nose



In Adelaide at Greenfields trains pass at 100ks so very fast
One morning a passenger decided his train would be his last
This time there were no rules for a closed door metro train
And so on hot days the open doors would always remain

He waited ‘til there was a fast train going the other way
Timing it just right he jumped from the opened door astray
The work was done as bouncing between them took his life away
For all concerned this incident did not make the brightest day

We photographed and cleaned it up it wasn’t a pretty sight
Back to type the Coroner’s Report we had to get it all right
Then we received a complaint call from a passenger on the train
At an open door a severed arm broke his nose was his refrain!

© Paul Warren Poetry

Monday, June 1, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: death
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Just another day as a copper and another senseless death. It was out of the ordinary because of the way he chose to die - that coupled with the phone call about the broken nose. The caller wanted his medical costs and some compensation due to being hit by the severed arm (the person's body was pulled apart by being bounced between the trains) .
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Paul Warren

Paul Warren

ADELAIDE, SOUTH AUSTRALIA
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