They backed away
All the way
(The crowd did)
When the police arrived
The officers knew their assignments
But one officer was new
To a murder scene
Training doesn’t train the trainee
For a first impression response
His expression was unprofessional
He resembled young Pharaoh
At the murder scene of the Egyptian Moses killed
And hid in the sand
A veteran said: Get use to it. They are.
(And pointed at the crowd)
After the murder scene
Whenever young Pharaoh
Saw Hebrew children playing in the sand
They reminded him of the murderer Moses
And his heart was hardened
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J. Pharoah Doss is a contributor to the New Pittsburgh Courier. He blogs at jpharoahdoss.blogspot.com, and he is author of The Foolish One (or the facilitator of failure): A Graphic Volume of Poetry.
All the way
(The crowd did)
When the police arrived
The officers knew their assignments
But one officer was new
To a murder scene
Training doesn’t train the trainee
For a first impression response
His expression was unprofessional
He resembled young Pharaoh
At the murder scene of the Egyptian Moses killed
And hid in the sand
A veteran said: Get use to it. They are.
(And pointed at the crowd)
After the murder scene
Whenever young Pharaoh
Saw Hebrew children playing in the sand
They reminded him of the murderer Moses
And his heart was hardened
___
J. Pharoah Doss is a contributor to the New Pittsburgh Courier. He blogs at jpharoahdoss.blogspot.com, and he is author of The Foolish One (or the facilitator of failure): A Graphic Volume of Poetry.
