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THE FORGOTTEN COP

    What would the average citizen say if it were proposed that Police Officers be assigned to a neighborhood which was inhabited by no one but criminals and those Officers would be unarmed, patrol on foot and be heavily out numbered?

    I wager that the overwhelming public response would be that the Officers would have to be crazy to accept such an assignment. However as you read this, such a scenario is being played out in all areas of the country.

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We are Correctional Officers, not Guards (who are people that watch school crossings).

We work at minimum, medium, and maximum security Correctional Facilities.

We are empowered by the State to enforce its Penal Laws, Rules, and Regulations of the Department of Correctional Services.

In short we are Policemen.

Our beat is totally inhabited by convicted felons who, by definition, are people who tend to break laws, rules, and regulations.

We are out numbered by as many as 50 to 1 at various times of our workday and contrary to popular belief, we work without a side arm.

In short, our necks are on the line every minute of every day.

A Correctional Facility is a very misunderstood environment.

The average person has very little knowledge of its workings.

Society sends it's criminals to Correctional Facilities and as time passes, each criminals crime fades from our memory until the collective prison population becomes hordes of bad people being warehoused away from decent society in a place where they can cause no further harm.

There is also the notion that prison inmates cease to be a problem when the are incarcerated.

Correctional Facilities are full of violence perpetrated by the prison population against the prison population and facility staff.

Felonies are committed daily but are rarely reported.

They are called "unusual incidents" and rarely result in criminal prosecution.

Discipline is handled internally and, as a rule, the public is rarely informed of these crimes.

In the course of maintaining order in these facilities, many Officers have endured the humiliation of having urine and feces thrown at them.

Uncounted Correctional Officers have been kicked, bitten, stabbed and slashed with home made weapons, taken hostage, murdered and even raped in the line of duty, all while being legally
mandated to maintain their Professional Composure and refraining from any retaliation which could be the basis for dismissal from service.

In addition to these obvious dangers, Correctional Officers face hidden dangers in the form of AIDS, Tuberculosis, Hepatitis B and C.

Courts are now imposing longer sentences and the prison population is increasing far beyond the systems designated capacity.

As the public demands more police on the street, governments everywhere are cutting police in prison where violence reins supreme, jeopardizing all those working behind prison walls.

Although you will never see us on "911" or "Top Cops" we are Law Enforcement Professionals.

We are the "FORGOTTEN COP," hidden from public view, doing a dangerous beat, hoping someday to receive the respect and approval from the public who "WE SILENTLY SERVE."

Author Unknown.

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THE FINAL INSPECTION

 

THE OFFICER STOOD AND FACED HIS GOD,

WHICH MUST ALWAYS COME TO PASS.

HE HOPED HIS SHOES WERE SHINING,

JUST AS BRIGHTLY AS HIS BRASS.

 

“STEP FORWARD NOW, OFFICER;

HOW SHALL I DEAL WITH YOU?

HAVE YOU ALWAYS TURNED THE OTHER CHEEK?

TO MY CHURCH HAVE YOU BEEN TRUE?”

 

THE OFFICER SQUARED HIS SHOULDERS AND SAID,

“NO, LORD I GUESS I AIN’T,

BECAUSE THOSE OF US WHO CARRY BADGES

CAN’T ALWAYS BE SAINTS.”

 

“I’VE HAD TO WORK MOST SUNDAYS,

AND AT TIMES MY TALK WAS ROUGH;

AND SOMETIMES I’BE BEEN VIOLENT,

BECAUSE THE JAILS ARE AWFULLY TOUGH.”

 

“BUT I NEVER TOOK A PENNY,

THAT WASN’T MINE TO KEEP…

THOUGH I WORKED LOTS OF OVERTIME

WHEN THE BILLS GOT TOO STEEP.”

 

“AND I NEVER PASSED A CRY FOR HELP.

THOUGH AT TIMES I SHOOK WITH FEAR.

AND SOMETIMES, GOD FORGIVE ME,

I’VE WEPT UNMANLY TEARS.”

 

I KNOW I DON’T DESERVE A PLACE,

AMONG THE PEOPLE HERE.

THEY NEVER WANTED ME AROUND

EXCEPT TO CALM THEIR FEARS.

 

IF YOU’VE A PLACE FOR ME HERE, LORD

IT NEEDN’T BE SO GRAND

I NEVER EXPECTED OR HAD TOO MUCH,

BUT IF YOU DON’T… I’LL UNDERSTAND.

 

THERE WAS SILENCE ALL AROUND THE THRONE

WHERE THE SAINTS HAD OFTEN TROD.

AS THE OFFICER WAITED QUIETLY,

FOR THE JUDGEMENT OF HIS GOD.

 

“STEP FORWARD NOW, OFFICER,

YOU’VE BORNE YOUR BURDENS WELL.

COME WALK A BEAT ON HEAVEN’S STREETS,

YOU’VE DONE YOUR TIME IN HELL!”

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