You can only understand it if you’re “in it”
It’s a family
An understanding – where no explanation is necessary or will even suffice.
It’s the look on your face that reflects the emotions in your heart when you get your first guilty verdict,
It’s the mutual understanding that doesn’t require words from the person in front of you, your colleague, your friend – who just “gets it”
They’ve been there too
It’s the hug from after a well-deserved victory,
Letting you know they believed in you all along,
It’s the pat on your shoulder,
Letting you know that there is always tomorrow.
It’s the feeling of happiness each time I walk in the door.
I’m thankful – I’m tired…
But I’m grateful
Thank God I’m here.
It’s the late nights and the early mornings,
Coming to work on the weekends, and walking into the office knowing there is always someone there
It’s the gift to do what I love
With the people I love
To share the same sorrows that broke our hearts,
To rejoice in the same joviality that cost our tears and persistence,
To understand the little victories are just as important as the big ones,
The hung juries, the granted motions, the cases that get dropped.
And sometimes, it’s that one client out of the hundreds that looks you in the eyes and thanks you,
For making that one call,
For being the first person to give a shit about what they had to say
For defending them –
Because WE are Public Defenders.
This is what we do – WE defend,
The Constitution of the United States
We balance the scales of justice,
We give the unheard a voice, freedom.
In the land of the overworked and underpaid,
We have a gift, an ability,
We can change lives,
We can be victorious,
And those victories are so much sweeter.
In the battle for justice,
We often sacrifice,
We give our heart & soul.
WE are Public Defenders.