Firefighters are sitting at the station.
We hear the tones go out.
Dispatch says smoke is showing.
And the engine rolls outta the bay.
We go lights and sirens to people's aid.
We get on scene and little girls hanging from a window.
We grab a ladder as the others go rushing inside.
That's when the fire flashed.
Loosing some fine women and men.
That building collapsed sealing the fate of the girl.
And the Firefighters who went rushin.
Yeah they will never go home.
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First Responder Poems
PoetryFirst responder poems written by first responders for first responders including EMS POLICE FIRE & DISPATCH
