I Wonder Why

By: Marc A. Turner Copyright © 2000

I wonder why, I do this job

and daily risk it all

I’ve got but a split second

to make the fateful call

I wonder why, he had the knife

and charged with hollow eyes

I stopped that threat, he's dead now,

but it's me who slowly dies

I wonder why, they say the things

about me like they do

With no idea who I am

or what I’ve just been through

I wonder why, they fill the news

with people hating me

They never ask me what went on

or what just did I see

I wonder why, when it's the cop

who ends up dead

That TV preacher never shows,

no not a word is said

I wonder what they'd think,

if they spent time in my shoes

It's easy to criticize

when it's not their life to lose

I wonder if they ever thought,

they might someday be

The victim of a crime, injured, dying,

crying out for me

I wonder why, I'd risk my life

to be right at their side

I guess because, I am a cop…

sometimes I wonder why.

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