Only a fireman

Hes only a fireman the people say

As they pass him or give him the way

The alarm with a clatter, clatter and bang

His dress is not tidy and his face does tan

But note he walks like a man

Not ashamed of friends nor foes

When to work each time he goes

Not dreading danger nor death each hour

For his trust and hope is in an unseen power

Who gives strength to his arm and light to his eye?

He dreads not to live or fears not to die

   

By    Nick wills