| Soft Iron - Poem by Gerard Geiger |
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Soft Iron It's mined from every community in every city and town. It's in every organization where the needs of men are found. It's the elemental building block; to shape, to mold, to serve. A compound element of intelligence, strength, and nerve. It has the properties of being strong and resolute. Properties which increase with age from an abundance in youth. Soft Iron is the fiber from which we weave the suit of Blue. This diet, when in crisis, makes a man wear hero's shoes. Soft Iron is the steady strength and the guiding hand Of our street warriors who protect this native land. Most turbulent is the strife unheard and the enemy unseen, Most dangerous are the battles where the enemy must first be screened. Such warriors must be wise and just and observe a selfless creed. They sacrifice their safety to protect all from criminal deeds. This mission they graciously accept, thanks and praise they receive with demure. Impossible tasks they shoulder bravely and smile, because that's what soft iron is for. Gerard A. Geiger May 30, 2000 |
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