It is polished and shiny and looks so fine.
Once you earn it you have to tow the line.
The minute you wear it upon your chest,
It becomes a symbol that you are the best.
It means honesty, integrity, and fairness to all.
Your life is never your own, but at the public's call.
Night or day, any hour, it makes you a mark.
It doesn't protect you from a shot in the dark.
Over the years the shine starts to fade,
But brighter still is the man it's made.
It is often what separates you from the crowd.
It is a second family of which your are proud.