What Do You See?

What do you see, what do you see?
What are you thinking when you look at me?
A crabby policeman shallow and unwise,
No life of my own just blank heartless eyes?

Nothing better to do than keep fighting crime,
Who constantly hears “I didn’t do it this time!"?
Who seems to notice everything that you do,
And forever is seeking out to blame you?

Who is only out to retain your free will,
With cuffing and questioning, the long day to fill?
Is that what you're thinking, is that what you see?
Then open your eyes, you’re not looking at me!

I'll tell you who I am if you take time for me,
Stop looking right through me, look closer and see.
I have a family, a wife and a home,
A mother, a father and kids of my own.
We laugh and we play, even watch DVD’s,
We playfight and joke, tickle and tease.

I do what I do not for the thrill of the chase,
But so your children and mine can grow in a safe place.
You do not see the tears I have shed,
For the times I have had to deliver the news that you dread.
When I see what makes my heart want to bleed,
I have to step forward and take the lead.

So open your eyes, look and see...
I’m not a crabby policeman.
Look closer... see me!

by a good friend "Dogberry"