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This speaks for its self.
A Tribute To Our Four Fallen Brothers
by Detective Larry Wieda, Boulder Police, Colorado & Constable Ian Barraclough, Vancouver Police, Canada
As four Mounties stood and faced their Maker,
which most sadly comes to pass,
They bowed down to see their boots shining brightly,
just like in their first academy class.
"Stand to attention, you four young Constables,
What shall justice now deal each of you?
Have you turned the other cheek down there?
Or have you all been true blue through and through?"
The first Constable, with squared shoulders, said
"No sir, I guess I ain't,
because those of us who carry such weighty badges
can't always live life like Saints."
The second confessed he'd worked most Sundays
and that at times his talk was quite rough,
but that to control such senseless violence,
sometimes words were simply not enough.
The third confessed he'd never took a penny,
that wasn't his to keep,
Though he'd worked a lot of overtime
when family bills just got too steep.
The last Constable stated that he never passed a cry for help
though inside he had occasionally shook with fear,
"and once," he said quite meekly, "I've wept in silence many tears."
The Constables all agreed together, that they were not sure
if they deserved to rest amongst the best,
Because their life had been one of selfless serving,
And so they were used to having less.
"If there is a place for us here, said the four humble mounties
well...it need not be too grand,
we don't expect, nor have had too much
so if there’s no room...we all understand."
Then a silence throughout all of heaven
While the Saints nodded together as they stood,
over the souls of the four young slain Mounties,
Awaiting final judgment...bad or good.
"Stand at ease, you four brave young constables,
You have borne your burdens well,
Come walk a beat on Heaven's streets;
For you've proven your metal in Hell.”
And to your brothers on Earth who are all now in mourning,
The sad loss of four of Canada’s best,
They’ll one day stand here with you shoulder to shoulder,
And as brothers in arms you will rest. |
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