Without thought, each day you risk,
The love of your family, all that you cherish.
There isn't thought that you should not go forward,
Nor presence of mind, of what you may lose.
You walk into Hell and expect to come out.
Angels surround you, doves lead your way.
What sacrifice, might I ask, is too great for this risk?
None would be your answer, you say it's your job.
I know it is more, than just a mere job,
It is heart that drives you, found only in few.
There's a blood that runs through, found only in you.
We name you a hero, you believe it is normal,
Walk into Hell, and fly into Heaven.
