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Firefighters Creed

FireFighters Creed: Alarms screaming. Birds singing. But her heart was bleeding. I held her as she died. CPR couldn't revive. How could I save what God wanted taken away. Is this how God repays ? Maybe if I was a minute earlier. If I didn't take that extra time getting out the drive. I would of been able to save this young girls life. It haunts me every night. Pictures of her in the last moments of her life. I was pulled away by my fallow brothers in arms. Brothers with the FireFighter emblems on there helms. Tears roll down my face. First time is the worst is what they all seem to say. But should a 17 year old boy be here in the first place. I look in the mirror when all these Questions race in my brain. mocking me, Judging me, pointing, laughing, calling me names. "Great good job Jess letting her die" "Well god damn what a terrific guy" I know it was my choice to enter the service. But I wish I could of lived a bit first. -Written By Jesse Gillibrand

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Date: 2/28/2016 9:09:00 AM
AWESOME POEM. LINDA
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Jesse Gillibrand
Date: 3/14/2016 5:54:00 AM
Thanks Linda, when emotion is put into a poem I think it comes out a lot better, especially when it's an experience

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