The wave of blue

The wave of blue is an awesome sight
Many don't see it until a fallen brother goes home to rest.
Their determination is seen upon the faces.

The killer will not get away, they will work around the clock.
Laying life and limb upon the line day after a day
Fighting to keep peace and keep life safe for strangers.

Working on minute details seeing humanity at it's worst
Caring whether a kid lives or dies, dreading to have to make that call
Adrenaline pumping through their veins, seeing death all around.

Coming home to their family sharing nothing, not to burden them.
Weddings anniversaries, birthdays, celebrations interrupted
'A brother down ... A brother down ...' There isn't a decision to make.

He is one of them he had a family he had a life he wore the colors
Word hits the street snitches get hassled information forthcoming
As the case gets priority his family grieves.

As info comes in and suspects are brought to the station
The brotherhood has already started the shining of their shoes
Polishing their badges creasing their dress uniforms.

Haircuts .. White gloves .. The wave of blue is building its surrounding
their fallen brother, son or father. As far as eyes can see the waves of blue are united.
The uniforms of browns and greens come to carry their friend home.

The confession makes less sense 'He wasn't supposed to be there he was
in the wrong place at the wrong time. I liked him I'm sorry.'
At the grave sadness of taps melancholy as the twenty-one gun salute.

The wave of blue may it always stand for the greatness of our Officers.
Perhaps one day the wave of blue might not be needed
Sadness comes to reality there will always be the grief of the fallen hero.

The Ultimate blue wave carrying home one of their own.

Thank you for going out there one more day. One more night to protect us from ourselves. We should salute you with pride. May the wave of blue stand for the love
the true blue love one police officer has for one of his own.