On the Death of Det. Sgt. Monica
Mosley
by
Pete Mladinic
She was Black, and only 51,
and had served Cumberland County.
She was doing the world some good.
Some thugs broke into her home.
The only way I can describe them,
thugs, low-life’s, likely addicts, thieves.
Please don’t hand me that malarkey
people aren’t bad, it’s the things
they do.
For the murderers to be caught, tried
and executed wouldn’t bring her back.
The executed wouldn’t happen.
So you killed a cop. So we don’t murder
people who murder people,
who murdered this person. We
don’t hate the murderer. We hate
the heinous act. Okay, that’s your right.
As for me, I hope the thugs go to prison
and get fucked up the ass, and feel
excruciating pain. Her body’s
in a funeral home. Think of the pain
her loved ones feel, and will feel
at the viewing. And please don’t hand me
that malarkey thug is racist.
If you feel it is, it is. This police officer
was murdered. Justice needs to happen
so the murderers aren’t out in five years,
free to kill another cop, another child.
Peter
Mladinic’s fifth book of poems, Voices from the Past, is available from
Better Than Starbucks Publications.
An
animal rights advocate, he lives in Hobbs, New Mexico, United States.