In Honor of the Men and Women of Law Enforcement

My husband, now retired, served as a peace officer for thirty-five years. We have often talked about his career and the perception the general public has of officers. In summation, he gave me this poem. I  think it says it all. I dedicate this post to all the men and women, past and present, who have, and are, serving in law enforcement: 

The Final Inspection

The policeman stood and faced his God
which must always come to pass, 
he hoped his boots were shinning
just as brightly as his badge.

"Step forward now policeman,
how shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek,
to my Church have you been true?

The policeman squared his shoulders,
and said, "No, Lord. I guess I ain't, 
because those who carry badges 
can't always be a saint. 

I've had to work most Sundays
and at times my talk was rough
and sometimes I've been violent
because the streets are awful rough.

But I never took a penny
that was not mine to keep,
Though I worked a lot of overtime
when the bills just got too steep.

And I never passed a cry for help,
though at time I shook with fear,
and sometimes, God, forgive me, 
I wept unmanly tears.

I know I don't deserve a place,
among the gentle people here.
They never wanted me around
except to calm their fear.

If You have a place for me, 
it doesn't have to be grand,
I never expected or had too much,
so if You don't I'll understand."

There was silence all around the throne
where the Saints had often trod,
And the policeman waited quietly
for the judgement of his God.

"Step forward now, Policeman, 
you've borne your burdens well.
Come walk a beat on Heaven's streets've done your time in hell."
                                                                                         Author  Unknown       


  1. Oh, I love this, Ceci! Beautiful poem. Give your hubby a big thanks for his service. It is a rough and sometimes thankless job. But I know he did his well! Blessings!

  2. Thank you, Lynn. He was touched by your comment. In light of the controversy over the 9/ll memorial ceremony, I thought it appropriate to remember the job these brave men and women do for us.

  3. Great poem, and a nice tribute to our first responders. Thank your hubby for his service.

  4. Oh this is great...I so respect all our authorities and the offices they hold. Even today we have firefighters out as fires blaze across Texas burning acres and acres of land...all these people are blessings to us all.

    As for the mood funny, my parents bought them for my sister and I...I just remember them being fun, I don't remember wearing them long...I am sure there were some bad things behind them, for us it was just a laugh...but I am not interested in wearing one now. LOL

    Take care and tell your husband thank you for his service.

  5. Thank you, Janette. My husband really appreciated your comment. And, it is funny about the mood rings. I had forgotten all about them until you posted about them. I am also praying that the fires come under control before any more damage is done. How scary. Stay safe. God bless!


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