Twisted badge
A badge
A man
An officer
Or a murderer?
A badge
A uniform
Safety?
No, death.
A man on the floor
A knee
A plee
For a mother, for life
And instead
A badge
A man
Pressed his knee
And forever silenced that plea!
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