3 July 2012
Thick black smoke covers your pathway, the building is unstable collapsing around you.
Taking each step carefully listening for sounds, whilst the bright orange flames rage its war against you.
The fierce and angry fire encapsulating all around, but your concern is not for yourself, your selfless.
You know the drill but still it never gets any easier, as you search for the victims who are lost or helpless.
Your head tells you it's too late, your heart pushes you on, having no time to stop and reflect.
You don't want to tell someone "their loved" one is gone, fear is not an option, what you have for the fire is a deep respect.
(For Luke x)
All In A Days Work. • Opuss № I