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Poems about Emergency Services gathered from elsewhere on the internet.
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FIREMANS PRAYER When I'm called to duty
God wherever flames may be
Give me the strength to save some life
Whatever be it age
Help me embrace a little child
Before its 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 effeciently
To put the fire out
I want to fill my calling
and To give the best in me
To guard my every neighbor
And protect their property
And if according to your will
I lose my life
Please bless with your Protective hand
My children and my wife
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THE LAST ALARM
by Jim Martinez Paff
submitted by C.R. Mueggenborg,
volunteer firefighter Okarche, OK
My father was a fireman,
He drove a big red truck.
And when he went to work each night,
He'd say "Mother, wish me luck."
Then dad would not come home again,
Till sometime the next day.
But the thing that bothers me most,
Was the things some folks would say.
A fireman's life is easy,
He eats, sleeps and plays.
And sometimes he doesn't fight a fire
For days and days and days.
When I first heard these comments
I was too young to understand.
Cause I knew, when people had trouble,
Dad was there to lend a helping hand.
Then my father went to work one day,
And he kissed us all goodbye.
But little did we realize,
That night we all would cry.
My father gave his life one night,
When the floor gave way below.
And I wondered why he'd risk his life
For someone he didn't know.
But now I realize, the greatest gift
A man can ever give
Is to lay his life upon the line,
So that someone else may live.
So as we go from day to day
And we pray to God above,
Say a prayer for your local fireman,
He may save the ones you love.
GOD BLESS OUR CITY!!!
Dedicated to the children of the firefighters who died in the line of duty.
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MY BROTHER HAS FALLEN My Brother has fallen; no I don't know his name,
Have not the same parents still family all the same,
He lives in this town, I live in another,
It doesn't really matter cause this man is my Brother.
My Brother I call him yet I've never seen his face
I have brothers and sisters all over the place,
You see I am a Firefighter and our families are one,
A tradition for years past from father to son.
Around the world, a brotherhood of unity,
A closeness, a bond, most people don't see,
I'll watch his back; She'll watch mine,
"You go, I go" time after time.
His family's my family, Her family theirs,
We're part of one family where everyone cares,
I'll look after your kids, please look in on my wife,
Should that day finally come when I laid down my life.
We dedicate our lives helping our fellow man,
Living day after day doing all that we can,
Where ever we're needed whether nighttime or day,
To save the life of another we'll step in harms way.
My Brother has fallen doing what he loved best,
And among the Honored, he now stands with the rest
For a mile in dress uniform here everyone stands,
For my Brother has fallen God, into your hands.
Rick Martin, Captain
Quiambaug Vol. Fire Co. Stonington, CT.
Dedicated to the memory of my Brethren fallen in the line of duty In the Worcester Cold Storage & Warehouse Co. Building Fire.
Special dedication to the wives and children of those brave men. May your time of mourning be quick and their memories last the lifetime of generations to come.
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FIREFIGHTERS PLEDGE I promise concern for others.
A willingness to help all those in need.
I promise courage - courage to face and conquer my fears.
Courage to share and endure the ordeal of those who need me.
I promise strength - strength of heart to bear whatever burdens might be placed upon me.
Strength of body to deliver to safety all those placed within my care.
I promise the wisdom to lead,
the compassion to comfort,
and the love to serve unselfishly whenever I am called
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