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I want to tell that little boy his Mom will be just fine
I want to tell that dad we got his daughter out in time
I
want to tell that wife her husband will be home tonight
I don't want to tell it like it is, I want to tell them lies
You didn't put their seat belts on, you feel you killed your kids
I want to say you didn't ... but in a way, you did
You
pound your fists into my chest, you're hurting so inside
I want to say you'll be OK, I want to tell you lies
You left chemicals within his reach and now it's in his eyes
I want to say your son will see, not tell you he'll be
blind
You ask me if he'll be OK, with pleading in your eyes
I want to say that yes he will, I want to tell you lies
I can see you're crying as your life goes up in smoke
If you'd maintained that smoke alarm, your children may have woke
Don't
grab my arm and ask me if your family is alive
Don't make me tell you they're all dead, I want to tell you lies
I want to say she'll be OK, you didn't take her life
I hear you say you love her and you'd never hurt your wife
You
thought you didn't drink too much, you thought that you could drive
I don't want to say how wrong you were, I want to tell
you lies
You only left her for a moment, it happens all the time
How could she have fell from there? You thought she couldn't
climb
I want to say her neck's not broke, that she will be just fine
I don't want to say she's paralyzed, I want to
tell you lies
I want to tell this teen his buddies didn't die in vain
Because he thought that it'd be cool to try to beat that train
I
don't want to tell him this will haunt him all his life
I want to say that he'll forget, I want to tell him lies
You left the cabinet open and your daughter found the gun
Now you want me to undo the damage that's been done
You
tell me she's your only child, you say she's only five
I don't want to say she wont see six, I want to tell you lies
He fell into the pool when you just went to grab the phone
It was only for a second that you left him there alone
If
you let the damn phone ring perhaps your boy would be alive
But I don't want to tell you that, I want to tell you lies
The fact that you were speeding caused that car to overturn
And we couldn't get them out of there before the whole thing
burned
Did they suffer? Yes, they suffered, as they slowly burned alive
But I don't want to say those words, I want
to tell you lies
But I have to tell it like it is, until my shift is through
And then the real lies begin, when I come home to you,
You
ask me how my day was, and I say it was just fine
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I delivered a baby on the ambulance stretcher
I baptized a newborn who's life ended before it began.
I hugged a frightened child.
I was kissed by an intoxicated old man.
I held the hand of a teenage girl while she delivered a 3 pound baby.
I listened to the mournful squeak of a stretcher
being wheeled to the morgue.
I gently stroked the fragile hand of a 102 year old woman.
I hesitated at the outreached hand of a 300 pound prisoner
in handcuffs.
I trudged for ten hours in my boots.
I had a teenager vomit on those same boots.
I rubbed the feverish body of a 14-year-old cancer patient.
I cradled the ice-cold hand of a child hit by a car.
I was referred to as "an angel of mercy".
I was called every four-letter word in the book.
I always see fear in people's eyes.
I never see joy or relief.
I listened to a tormented voice pleading for the preservation of life.
I heard the threatening words of one bent on
self destruction.
I spoke with a girl who was hoping she had the flu, not a pregnancy.
I see innocent people hurt by a drunk driver, and
the drunk driver is never hurt.
I marveled at the genius of a cardiologist.
I saw a 12-year-old boy who shot himself in the head, and the gun was still
loaded at his feet.
I talked in circles with a schizophrenic person.
I was horrified at the battered body of a child whose parents were
incapable of love.
I gazed at a horribly burned body.
I shuddered at a cold water drowning.
I see women beaten up by their spouses, but they never press charges.
I walk into houses and do CPR with family watching
over my shoulder in tears.
I arrive at serious auto accidents, and the first words I hear are, "Am I going to die?"
I find out hours later they
did die.
I listen to the repeated question "Why?", from a family devastated by death.
I search my soul for the answers to their
question.
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It doesn't matter day or night
When off the pager goes
She grabs her bag and her vest
To help people she doesn't
know.
I always get a hug and kiss
She tells me not to worry,
She tells me that she loves me lots
But is always in a
hurry.
There is someone else that needs her
So I will share her for awhile
They may be sick or hurt or dying
Or their
car may be on fire.
As the aid car leaves the station
I am as proud as I can be
I wave and I blow kisses
Knowing someone needs her
more than me.
She holds a dying mother
Whose babies are at her feet
She saves a child that's choking
On a piece of meat.
She comforts the father
Whose daughter she pulled from a car
She cares and prays for her in the ambulance
Knowing
the hospital may be to far.
My mom does this cause she wants too,
She doesn't get any pay.
My mom does this to help people
And for the life
that may be saved.
I meet my mom at the door
When she gets back from her call
I tell her that I missed her
But that I love her most
of all.
Sometimes my mom is happy
They saved a life that day
At times my mom is crying
Cause the call didn't go that way.
I hug her after every call
And she says that she loves me
And I know that when I get older
I too will be an EMT!
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Within the realm of mankind there are those that exceed
The expectations of the human soul,
For they are the epitome
of good will, and the extended hand of God,
They come when called no questions asked, giving of themselves and
their
time.
Neither for money nor fame, but only to serve their fellow man,
They believe themselves neither as heroes nor
as gods,
But as simply doing their job.
Their answer to the calls of need is, how can I help.
Their answer to the
danger is, it needs to be done.
Their answer to their death is, please take care of my family.
For there is no greater
sacrifice then to give your life for another,
Yet they do so without thought.
Willing to leave behind their families
for a stranger,
Offering to give their life for someone not known,
And once gone, their gentle souls committed to the
ages
Never again to be replaced.
Let us never forget these perished men and women,
Take one moment to honor their
passing,
For ours is the greatest loss of all. They lived to serve us,
And in death they are the gentle heroes we have
loved and lost.
Let their memory shine forever, a monument to humanity.
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The medic stood and faced God Which must always come to pass. He hoped his uniform was clean, He'd gotten dressed kinda
fast.
"Step forward now, paramedic.
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To my church
have you been true?"
The medic squared his shoulders and said,
"No Lord I guess I ain't,
cause those of us who wade in blood,
can't
always be a saint.
I've had to work most Sundays,
and at times my talk was tough.
And at times I've been violent,
cause the streets
are awful rough.
But I never took a penny
that wasn't mine to keep...
although I worked alot of overtime,
when the bills got too
steep.
And I never passed a cry for help,
though at times I shook with fear.
And sometimes, God forgive me,
I wept unmanly
tears.
I know I don't deserve a place
among the people here.
They never wanted me around,
except to calm their fears.
If you have a place for me, Lord,
It needn't be so grand.
I never expected or hand too much,
But if you don't
I undestand."
There was silence all around the throne,
where saints had often trod.
As there medic waited quietly
for the judgementm
of his God.
"Step forward now, paramedic.
You've borne your burdens well.
Walk peacefully on heavens streets.
You've done
your time in hell."
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