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Poetry from within

Submitted by

Jan Hedger

The Firefighter

I'm staring blankly

Frankly I'm broken

My heart can't be mended

Befriended or woken

An emptiness consumes me

In sorrow I'm soaked

My words can't be heard

As I'm strangled and choked

As tears stripe each cheek

With a trail of sadness.

My soul is stained black

With the screams. With the madness

The pain of such tragedy

The waste of such life

The death of a husband, his children,his wife

The stairs were to many

My breaths were to few

My body exhausted. Now mentally too.

The silence of death. My smoke stained hair

A hole in my soul that will never repair

The feeling of failure and pride that combine

To leave me confused and abused my mind

My lips wet with tears. I am lost. There's no plan

Emotionally ruined.1 broken man.

Rocky McChop Chop

FootNote: A Firefighter who was there - at Grenfell Tower