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The snoring of young men curled up,
Sleeping like little boys.
A blasting ring fills their ears,
As their frantic pounding steps,
Run like mice in a scurry

WHAM! WHAM! WHAM!
The doors shut and they all strap in.
The piercing squeal of the tires, as
Trucks rip out of the station

Screams of orders, work
Into the night.
Crackling and popping from the
Disintegrating wood frame.

Black toxic smoke asphyxiates
Virgin lungs of those without air packs

Muffled murmurs from the people
Around the site.
Weeping parents slowly crawling in their
Direction, as these firefighters
are the heroes of today.