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The Fire Truck Man

A gentle bearded man

Was driving a fire truck this morning.

Dressed in milky white robes;

Quite not the uniform, for a fire truck man.

 

The fire was not in a building or shed

Or in places that fires are found.

This was a fire, burning in my mind,

And that is what the fire truck was for.

 

So-Hum, So-Hum, Hum-So, Hum-So

Rang the fire engine alarms;

Loud, clear, and in undulating rhymes,

Powerful enough to wake up the dead.

 

The fire hose was attached,

To the hydrant of divinity

And the icy welcome spray,

Cooled my fires, burning like coal.

 

In the end

There was smoke, smell and sense

Of a fire brought under control,

By the bearded fire truck man.

– mumbai