firefighter
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He was as stubborn, as he was powerful,
Even in the face of destruction, he smirked daringly.
Reeling as he stood back up, he drew his blade.
He was as stubborn, as he was powerful,
Even in the face of destruction, he smirked daringly.
Reeling as he stood back up, he drew his blade.
The warm, wet, darkness envelopes my eyes,
My breathing slows with each chest fall and rise.
Sinking deeper and further into inky black sleep,
Dear Future Emergency Responder,
There will come a time when you enjoy CPR
And others won’t understand why you are excited for another person’s emergency
I hope your heart is as a child.
Joyful and full of laughs.
The world is not good,
but there is good out there.
now I'm no weatherman but you're my sunshineI know that when I'm with you, there is an 80% chance of smiles and a 20% chance of running into someone we know
Who comes to help you,when you are dying?Who comes to help you,when theres a fire?Who comes to help you,when your on the highway and bust a tire?
Fire engines race to scenes I can only imagine
While I wait and hope someday to be among the battalion
I see you crawl
On hands and knees, you hug the wall
Big, strong, untouchable
The heat and smoke swirl
You press on, searching for signs of life
You never see the hole until it swallows you
I watch from my seat as the crowd files in
The widow and children sobbing with grief
They knew the end was near, that you were sick, yet still it's a shock
To the most important people you knew, I'm a stranger
We call you a hero not because of your shiny hats, or your golden suits.
We call you heroes because you watch the backs of all your recruits;
He’s on her mind
each time he goes;
those nights she lies awake.
She knows he may never come home.
A furious fire.
Smoke pervades the night sky.
Sirens scream, he runs in.
I run into the smoky pit
To fight the monster bit by bit
Its fiery rage bears down on me
But in the demon's eyes I see
The weakness that he tries to hide
Are the axe and hose at my side
There is not much in life that could call you a hero.
But once a man steps in the fire for someone not his own.
He earns this title serving for his communtiy and the familys within it.
