This Poem is by one of our members at the Fire Department.
These colors will fly,
But they will never run
In time they will fade
But their work is never done
Born under the shadow of its grand wave
Americans must stand now, be resolute and brave
To keep the standard and quality of this
We must now endure terrorist stress and strife
The horrors pain and sorrow on us they
Sends a battle cry through us, terrorist must be caught
The Presidents words spoken eloquently
Sent shivers of pride racing through me
From terrorism just men will seek to be
Bring our enemy to justice or bring justice to our enemy
I fear we have awakened a sleeping giant
These sage words were spoken once before
Terrorists can you hear us softly
knocking at your door?
Now the sleeping giant awakes once more.
Kenneth P. Matthews