A FIREMAN'S PRAYER
AUTHOR UNKNOWN
WHEN I'M
CALLED TO DUTY GOD
WHERE EVER FLAMES MAY RAGE,
GIVE ME STRENGTH TO SAVE A LIFE
WHATEVER BE IT'S AGE.
HELP ME EMBRACE A LITTLE CHILD
BEFORE IT IS TOO LATE,
OR SAVE AN OLDER PERSON FROM
THE HORROR OF THAT FATE.
ENABLE ME TO BE ALERT AND HEAR
THE WEAKEST SHOUT,
AND QUICKLY AND EFFICIENTLY
TO PUT THE FIRE OUT.
I WANT TO FILL MY CALLING AND TO
GIVE THE BEST IN ME,
TO GUARD MY EVERY NEIGHBOR
AND TO PROTECT HIS PROPERTY.
AND IF ACCORDING TO MY FATE,
I AM TO LOSE MY LIFE,
PLEASE BLESS WITH YOUR PROTECTING HAND
MY CHILDREN AND MY WIFE |
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A FIREFIGHTER'S GLOVES
A FIREFIGHTER GLOVES HOLD MANY THINGS,
FROM ELDERLY ARMS TO A KIDS BROKEN SWING,
FROM THE HANDS THEY SHAKE AND THE BACKS THEY PAT,
TO THE TINY CLAW MARKS OF ANOTHER TREED CAT
AT 2 AM THEY ARE FILLED WITH THE CHROME,
FROM THE DWI WHO WAS ON HER WAY HOME.
AND THE EQUIPMENT THEY USE TO ROLL BACK THE DASH,
FROM A FAMILY OF 6 SHE INVOLVED IN THE CRASH.
THE BRUSH RAKES IN SPRING WEAR THE PALMS OUT,
WHEN THE WIND DOES A "90" TO FILL THEM WITH DOUBT.
THE THUMB OF THE GLOVE WIPES THE SWEAT FROM THE BROW,
OF THE FACE OF A FIREFIGHTER WHO MUTTERS "WHAT NOW"!
THEY HOLD INCH AND THREE QUARTERS FLOWING ONE SEVENTY FIVE,
SO THE ONES GOING IN, COME BACK OUT ALIVE.
WHEN THE REGULATOR GOES; THEN THERE ISN'T TOO MUCH,
BUT THE BYPASS VALVE THEY EAGERLY CLUTCH.
THE RESCUE EQUIPMENT, THE ROPES, THE C-COLLARS;
THE LIVES THAT THEY SAVE NEVER MEASURED IN DOLLARS,
ARE THE OBVIOUS THINGS FIREFIGHTERS GLOVES HOLD,
OR, SO THAT IS WHAT I'VE BEEN ALWAYS TOLD.
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