…Then thinking he might be ok he got out to prove That he still could and stepped out into bedlam Get away before more concrete rained
But hearing screams crossed the bridge hoping to find a way To save the children in the bus from falling Further. There was no stalling And no asking why
And in our most hallowed halls is where he is found Fighting with passion loving his land Under loads that would strike many down Always he’s given more than duty demands At the powerful it’s fun he pokes Including himself to our delight Never far from a smile or a light hearted joke Even when it’s for his death his enemies hoped
…But the falling felt like forever so much time packed Into scant seconds but that’s what she recalls Maybe time just stopped
Then started again as tragic images came in a torrent People were yelling and screaming for help above the din her Thoughts turned toward those people and caring for the injured Doing what she could for the moment