From an inscription on the Law Enforcement Memorial
The Law Enforcement Memorial is a place that every Law Enforcement Officer should visit at least once in their lifetime. The memorial rests within the Judicial area of Washington D.C.
On my first visit, another officer and I walked around quietly, paying our respects to the names inscribed on the walls. The above inscription brought a meaning that completely described a purpose. Along the way, I observed a bronze statute of 2 lion cubs at play. Having, twins this hit rather hard (and still does) in relating the vision and the feelings for my sons.
I looked around and noticed that my friend was also teary eyed. I looked at him and said "this place kinda grabs you by the throat." All he could do was nod in understanding. Nothing more had to be said, it was sacred ground on which the valor of our fellow warriors were memoralized. Their feats do not need explaination. Their sacrifice explains it all.
Into that gentle night
Grieve if you will, but not for long
Upon my soul's sweet flight.
I am at peace, my soul's at rest
There is no need for tears.
For with your love I was so blessed
For all those many years.
There is no pain, I suffer not,
The fear now is all gone.
Put now these things out of your thoughts,
In your memory I live on.
Remember not my fight for breath
Remember not the strife
Please do not dwell upon my death,
But celebrate my life."
1992 Constance Jenkins
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Someone killed a Police Officer today
and a part of America died
a piece of our country they swore to protect
will be buried with him at his side
the suspect that shot him will stand in court
with counsel demanding his rights
while a young widowed mother must work for her kids
and spend many a long, lonely nights
the beat that he walked was a battlefield too
just as if he'd gone off to war
though the flag of our nation won't fly at half mast
tohis name they will add a gold star
yeah, somebody killed a policeman today
in your hometown or in mine
while we slept in comfort behind our locked doors
a cop put his life on the line
now his ghost walks the beat, an a dark city street
and he stands at each new rookies side
he answerd the call, of himself gave his all
and a Part Of America Died
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Say to the LORD, "My refuge and fortress, my God in whom I trust."
God will rescue you from the fowler's snare, from the destroying plague,
Will shelter you with pinions, spread wings that you may take refuge; God's faithfulness is a protecting shield.
You shall not fear the terror of the night nor the arrow that flies by day.
Nor the pestilence that roams in darkness, nor the plague that ravages at noon.
Though a thousand fall at your side, ten thousand at your right hand, near you it shall not come.
You need simply watch; the punishment of the wicked you will see.
You have the LORD for your refuge; you have made the Most High your stronghold.
No evil shall befall you, no affliction come near your tent.
For God commands the angels to guard you in all your ways.
With their hands they shall support you, lest you strike your foot against a stone.
You shall tread upon the asp and the viper, trample the lion and the dragon.
Whoever clings to me I will deliver, whoever knows my name I will set on high.
All who call upon me I will answer; I will be with them in distress; I will deliver them and give them honor.
With length of days I will sastify them and show them my saving power.