Treasure Island

Jesus James Llorico

Fire Call (Residential)

It was dark... deep hours of the night
In fire station along the street
With an ambience that seems all right
As firemen plunged in peaceful sleep
All at once, hotline sprung to life!
As everyone scrambled and leap
In fire engines, in startled state
They wear their firemen gears in haste

With sirens wailing through the night
Fire trucks in glowing beacon lights
Grim faced firemen stared in silence
As they neared the blazed, so intense
Radio burst it's normal demand
From captain to the base command
Disconnect, electrical source
Provide enough water supply

A mixed feeling, hard to define
When responding to every call
In hearts, they prayed to the Lord divine
For protection, to guide them all
As each, size up the situation
Smoke, structure and wind direction
As people flee the fiery place
It's where the firemen charged and raced

As entire crew arrived on scene
The instructions came loud and clear
Three separate teams can be seen
Extinguishment, hit in front and rear
With direct method of jet streams
Ventilation, smashing glass, windows
With axe, pike poles to tear down beams
Rescue, the assigned team they knew

They used forcible entry tools
To gain access, can be revealed
A dismay! as they saw weakened walls
Protective gears their only shield
They moved on and the search ensued
Not a word, not a sound, each man
Smoke filled residence they pursued
To search for anyone, they can

Each firemen has given their strength
So the scene, be secured safely
An emergency of this length
Where at stake could be family
Everything else are left behind
They're no longer your son, brother
Husband, relative, nor a friend
But true fireman! like no other

Someone who really cares to know
What makes a fireman, a fireman
This calling not easy to show
The truth, they are the gentler ones
Being exposed, hard situations
Facing fears when there's fire around
Seeing nothing when smoke abound
Hearing repeated crackling sounds

These men, simplest that you can find
Every news they're the silent ones
And when, urgency of any kind
They are there to extend their hand
Why they help strangers just like that
Simply in their hearts, a smile and
One call, they put life on the line
To me, this what makes a fireman...

Submitted: Tuesday, April 16, 2013
Edited: Monday, June 17, 2013

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