When suddenly shots rang out, On this cold November night. T he bullet found it's target, Piercing the officer's head. Creating the mortal injury, That would leave this officer dead. On the patrol car floor. Pain dulling his senses, His blood flowed out the door.
H is life now slipping away.
He lay alone in the night. The victim of senseless violence. While trying to do what was right. No answer to her question, Of why he had to die. A lone in her despair, Tears staining her cheeks, November tears, bitter tears, Tears of loss, she weeps.