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A 2011 Thin Blue Line Christmas Wish


Take back our presents from the tree!
We want our brother back is all.
No drummer boy or jingle bells;
Just have our hero come to call

We plea for our community:
Respect our badge and understand,
We're servants in a suit of blue
Who risk it all without demand.

We do not ask for silver bells,
Pay raises, carols, snow, or sweets.
We only wish for silent nights...
No guns disrupting darkened streets

And Hark, the herald angels sing,
Please take this wound and mend our hearts;
And give our brother golden wings
Take back our youth, take back our park.

Our Christmas wish is justice served,
No lame excuse or parents slack..
Removes a shrouded badge's worth
Or gives us all our Christmas back

-written 12/22/11 by HM



...And so this is Christmas
For weak and for strong
For rich and the poor ones
The world is so wrong..
And so happy Christmas
For black and for white
For yellow and red ones
Let's stop all the fight!
A very merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear....
-John Lennon Happy Xmas

Comments

Mike said…
Such a true statement!!! Thanks Heather!
December 25, 2011 at 8:18 PM
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