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Look being a cop

in the 1970’and 80’s was a hoot

Before I rant and rave any more about Gates

And I do think

that this was a case of both parties over reacting

But I do think that cops that in most cases

Any cop can out think average Joe

We cops used to say that

we know what's best for them

meaning the public

When I became a cop

It was after Vietnam

So the guys I worked with were

Men

I say that in a great way

Men, many had served in Nam

And they were the best of us

They were hard to anger

And even though this was the 1970’s

And even thou this was a mostly white town

I can honestly say that most of these guys

Treated people fairly

These guys didn’t bust your balls

unless you busted their

And their was something about these old time cops

That were much more human and fun

I remember the days when a cop could do no wrong

When a cop would stand up to the death

for another cop

When

And even though I was black

I still was blue

And I could go anywhere

New York anyway where

And other cops would afford me

the umbrella of brotherhood

It was a amazing feeling

I am a loner in many ways

any way

I am artist

so I always was a bit alone

But these guys in the old days

Would sell their souls for ya

And that’s how it should be

It has changed now

To many unbelievers

I was proud to be a cop

I am still proud that

I had been a cop

And let me tell you little secret

Once a cop always a cop

I still live my life as a cop

I stay out of trouble

I patrol my neighborhood

I have stepped in many times to protect a person

My interviewing skills

Knowledge of people places and things

Has only increased with age

And on 911

When they bombed that tower

The first thing I did

Was went and got out my old uniform

I squeezed

my fast ass into that uniform

I broke out my shotguns

My pistols

And my ammo

Laid it all on my bed

I figured we were at war

So I was ready

police uniform and all

I was a soldier a cop

Ready to wage war on my street

If need be

Terrorist my ass

I would snipe those fucks

with the best of them

Were they to walk into my land

Into my town

Anyway

As let clarify things

As much as I bitch about

Cops and America

When the shit hits the fan

I know where I stand

I have had dinners with every one

from the dali lama

To Desmond tutu

to Bill Clinton

I have set at different table

with new York finest

artist,educators and politicians

I have

Dined in north Carolina

with the Winston family

And the Haines underwear

clan

But let me tell you

Give me a sub

Or a hamburger

a good coffee

and a donut

And I am in my real element

I still like real folks

I never have written about my police days

And in many way

I was not a ideal cop

I rebelled against the department

Against my peers

And against myself

I always had too much mouth

Too much mind

And too much emotion

But it was all worth it

Because

Being a cop

has provided me better insight

into people

And into my art

I wouldn’t be where I am in the art world

Were it not for the people skills that I developed as a cop

I sometimes wish I could go back to those days

And be the cop I could have been

But maybe I am now the cop I should have been

In any case

There are bad cops

no shit

There are bad people in

General

No shit

And I do admit that the cops of my time

Were better than the new breed

Sorry they just are

They were as I said before

men

Shaped by a different world

One where you paid your dues in the hood

Or in the field

Or in the theater of war

These men

And their lives

were more

Anyway

Had to clear things up

Before you guys think that I hate cops

I love cops

Just like I love my country

That’s why when some thing goes wrong I bitch

It just means I care

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