9/11

Charlie McGee had two kids and a wife

The three of them and his job were his life

McGee was a fireman who rose through the ranks

Protecting strangers who rarely said thanks

He got ready for work while his wife stayed in bed

He started to wake her but whispered instead

Saying how much he loved her, then headed uptown

And started the day that the towers came down

His Dad was a fireman like his father before

It fulfilled all his needs, he could never want more

He protected his family, and maybe his mind

By believing that fate couldn’t treat him unkind

So, he gave it his best and he answered the call

In the company of those who would sacrifice all

A band of blood brothers he’d never let down

He proved it the day that the towers came down

He arrived on the scene and ascended to hell

Climbing through smoke in that tower’s stairwell

Looking for comrades who went looking before

With no way of seeing what fate had in store

Calling out names he was hoping weren’t lost

Risking it all while ignoring the cost

And the last thing he heard was the terrible sound

Of concrete and metal when the towers came down

cn 9/11/2010