In the early morn on the city street
Druggies, prostitutes, drunks i meet
I see them all, they know the score
Dregs of humanity to the core
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I agree with T! A very vivid depiction of those we take for granted to uphold a quality of life...taken for granted. Nice poem.
I always have admiration for those in that job, and know that your depiction is real, and lines 7 and 8 show that touch of humanity... a sense of which it must be hard to retain when you're dealing with the 'bad 'uns''. t x
As the wife of an ex cop I hear you, pal. A difficult life but not without its rewards. Nice work. Irene