A soft sound wispers in my ear,

as I wander through the mist & smoke.

The air is hot and sultry,

but I trust in my protections.

I am the first to respond, first to hearken

to the call of the raging inferno.

I fight the battles in heat and flame,

searching for those who are in need.

Bringing them safety, cradled in my arms.

No obstacle will I not conquer,

to appear at their side,

my silouete against the dancing light.

I am a sight for sore eyes,

whose pleas are swallowed in the roaring blaze.

I alone hear them, the wispers in the flames.

I, am a Fire Fighter.