"NYC Firefighters"

As most of us stopped, to see the fire in the sky,
You were in the trucks, passing us by.
 

As the unthinkable horror, makes us shed a tear,
You entered the building, in your rescue gear.
 

As we sat in panic, praying for no more
You were climbing stairs, floor by floor.
 

We sat confused, awed, and in strife
You were looking, hoping, and praying for life.
 

As the building came down, we feared you would too.
But God gave you wings, and instead you flew.

 

- Emily Dickenson

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