
Fire Station 
Company 21
Brave Volunteers
By Ralph Allen
Scared, cold, in Pain
The dust hasnt settled yet
Pinned in, crying
My clothes are ripped, red and wet
Lights ,noise and confusion
All part of this night
Im going to die alone
Give up the fight
Red lights are flashing
Mixing with blue
A face appears at my window
The face is you
Youre gonna be alright
Is the first thing you say
A reassuring voice
Someone wants me to stay

You could have been home with family
They need you, too
You worked all day at the job
Your sleeping hours numbered two
But you went down to the hall
Hoping your family is OK
Now youre here with me
And death, with comforting words to say
No time for yourself
No thought for your own safety
Later you may think
Your decision was hasty
Get the Jaws. Watch the gas;
Keep the people away
Get his vitals. Hose this down
Some things I hear them say

You stand in gas, look in my window
Show no fear
I look back at you knowing
Your voice is the last Ill ever hear
I fade away as you hold me
While holding back your tears
Thank you for being there
You brave volunteers


Every day we risk our lives to
save someone elses
Emergency Medical Services


