Some days I don't want to go into life,
though the alarm is insistent,
it's easier to stay outside,
close the eye-blinds,
turn off the ears,
stopper the scream,
don't smell the smoke,
don't touch the flame,
don't taste the ash.
Some days I don't want to go into life,
but I write my name on my helmet,
and I go in anyway.
(The inspiration for this came from a tweet/news item about firefighters being told to put their names on their helmets prior to tackling fires which they might not get out of - so they could be identified after.)
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