The Cop and the Poet
The cop sits at her desk.
Her gun is holstered to her hip.
Her head is full of orders and commands
and her duty to protect those in need.
The poet sits at her desk.
Her fingers are curled around a pencil.
Her thoughts are flowing onto power
as she finds her grip on reality.
The cop and the poet
come face to face,
one protecting the people
and the other protecting herself.