The Humble Rescuer



Called to serve their people in need

They prepared for the battle ahead

Horrendous hours numbed their emotions

Days grew in numbers, as well as the dead



They cannot yield, images weaken them

Searching, hoping, strong

The innocent lost, the dreams untold

The journey ahead much to long



It is not a duty, but a lifestyle, they say

How do they know this, I ask

Risking their lives for the lives of others

Fearing nothing when called to the task



Their weary bodies fight through the search

We pray for them, we pray for all

They stumble and plead for threads of life

Through rubble and ash where towers stood tall



Though hope lives on and faith is strong

A closure must come for rest

Tomorrows are brighter, our nation is stronger

Because America gave her best