Fearful Calling
fire, fire
now is the hour
where valor is required
of men who were called and desired
a higher calling when called to fight fires
fire burns
and what we learned was
a fireman was like a mother
who runs water on the burn
mysteries are awakened
by the calling they've earned
why risk death in a burning building
we spurn
the soul of a fireman we may never learn
God bless the fireman who in their final hour
that did what God required
with faith God inspired
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