Jimmy Hammond

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His car sat on the corner
Right beneath the willow tree
A baseball cap and glasses
As he turned to look at me

It never even crossed my mind
The crime that might be done
I turned and parked just two cars back
And waited for my son

The school bus pulled up late that day
The children near and far
That’s when I saw the Hammond’s boy
Get into this man’s car

My head said it was nothing
And who am I to say
His parents may have called a friend
To pick him up that day

I didn’t know him very well
But something wasn’t right
His mother’s car across the street
was waiting at the light

I pulled up right beside them
And told them both my name
And slowly drifted forward
Until I’d blocked the lane

I put my truck in park
As soon as I was sure
I showed them both my badge
and opened Jimmy’s door

The driver just stayed silent
As I asked for his ID
Jimmy started crying
Just as soon as he was free

The man was Winston Wheatfield
A wanted pedophile
And when I said his name
He simply looked up with a smile

He now serves two life sentences
Though this one we did save
We found two other bodies
In a shallow muddy grave

So if you get a feeling
Of this you can be sure
Your head may end the battle
But your gut will win the war