You Answered Your Last Call
(Dedicated to the brave NYC firefighters who gave their lives
in the line of duty September 11, 2001 at the World Trade disaster)
I remember the alarm on that fateful day, as we responded in haste, to be carried away.
With sirens screaming our advancing pace, we answered the call by taking our place.
We have answered this call many times before, you see it's our job, we expect no less, no more.
We know the danger that comes with the quest, but we answered that call, by doing our best.
We are armed with the weapons of life saving gear, the voices of so many calling us near.
Then we arrive at this god-awful sight, the towers ablaze, no time for fear, just fight.
This was an act of evil, so may souls could be lost, we must strive to save as many, at whatever the cost.
Into the lobby, and then down the hall, I rush up the steps, to answer the call.
My heart is now pounding, the sweat pours down my face, but I keep moving at a life saving pace.
Shouting out orders as I continue my quest, "GET DOWN, KEEP MOVING!" I shout,
"PLEASE GOD! …HELP ME!"…. I'm doing my best.
Then all at once I hear a thunderous roar from above, my life flashes before me images of those whom I love.
Then out of nowhere I am led by the hand, by this unknown person, who is this man?
He carried me out of this inferno from hell, as he lifted my soul, just when everything fell.
Now I am at peace, just comfort - no pain, who is this man who offered his hand when my tears fell like rain?
I now stand before this bright heavenly light, to raise my head and ask, who is this man who came to my plight?
Then, I hear a voice from above as my eyes roam, "My son, do not fear for he has taken you home."
"He is just like you, you see he answered My call. He was just doing his job, giving his all."
"His boots and his helmet were supplied from above, and his power and strength came from those that you love.
"You see, even up here when the alarm bell rings, they answer your call these firefighters with wings."
"He carried you away from that horrible place, when you cried out to Me, for my love and my grace."
"Your mission is over my son, you answered your last call, you saved so many lives, walk tall and be proud."
"My son, take my hand and walk into the light, and dwell with Me forever in God's heavenly might."
Robert L. Houle
