Firefighting Love Poems For Firefighter Motivation

Best Firefighter Poems – Baby, I’m a firefighter, Trapped in a burning house, there is no way out watching the burning love, between us die… Let’s read Firefighter Poetry

A Firefighter In A Straight Jacket

I been looing all around
trying to loose my brain,
been looking for all sorts of love
to just say im crazyin love
but I wanted to surpass insane,
certain ones that had equal value or more
I let them over power me in the game,
it came around and hurt me in the end
I shouldnt of acted like that
and now i feel ashamed.

but that is lessons that needed to be learned
just because you was in a fire
that doesnt mean you will always get burned,
and the times that you do
you feel embarrased but that doesnt mean,
because you have been burnt that you are still not you.
because it’s been times I looked in the mirror after that
and I didnt see the same face
multiple personalities and third degree burns, effects my pace
and it hurts time to time so it affects myspace
and burns my heart like mase does to your eyes
but keep it moving youngin
especially on the long hurtful rainy days
because if I didn’t have that Straight jacket on
i wouldn’t be the person i am today.

Malik Crockett

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Im A Volunteer (Poem For Volunteer Firefighters) Firefighter

The night is silent, there is no light.
But somewhere across town, there is a fire to fight.
The noise of my pager awakens me
Dispatch shouts of fire with entrapment.
I get my keys and stumble to my feet.
I rush to my truck, hoping I’m in luck.
The blue light spins, as i hope we can win.

I get to the station and don my heavy gear
I get on the truck to fight someone’s fear.
Passenger seat I sit, we’ll be there in a bit.
With sirens yelping and red lights lighting the night sky
I hope to God no one on my truck dies.

As we round the corner, I see a glow
Hoping to god the house doesn’t blow.
We pull up front and I hop off the truck
Grabbing a hose and putting a pack on my back
I rush in to a smoke filled darkness without looking back.
I’m alone and scared, hoping God is looking down
The room comes alive, an orange hell around.
I open the hose in an attempt to drown
The child is in here, I look all around

I hear the order to get out now!
The roof is sagging, I run to the door
I trip on a door as the flames roar
There he lays, in the same door.
I scoop and run, i can’t make it to the door
Out a window i dive, from the second floor.
I hit the pavement and start CPR.
Hoping I can make the run to the EMS car.

I dropp the baby off as i fall to my knees
As tired as I may be, I have a fire to fight.
God, I love this life.

Fifteen minutes later, I stumble to my rig.
looking at the remains, the house was so big.
I walk into my house, nearly 6 o’clock.
I did my job, and I did it well.
This is not my career, I’m a Volunteer.

Tyler S. Johnson

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I’m A Firefighter

Baby, I’m a firefighter
Trapped in a burning house
there is no way out
watching the burning love
between us die

Oh! how I long
for your empty kiss
Bet you can feel it
Upon your fuller lips

I know
you’re leaving me, baby,
The whole sky
Is flying north
There’s nothing left to say
Except, that I needed you
I needed you here with me

I needed your love
Inside of mine
So that I could die

Nick Kler

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