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  1. #1
    PeterL. Guest

    Default Aussie tribute to 9/11 firefighters


    http://www.couriermail.com.au/news/q...rupert-mccall-
    to-honour-911-heroesin-new-york-ceremony/story-e6freoof-1225914245152


    http://tinyurl.com/2cw9z2b


    A FIRE FIGHTER’S DREAM

    His voice boomed like a beacon and it echoed in my soul

    From the land of opportunity, reverberations roll

    All across the mighty sea to where the Southern Cross stars gleam

    I was listening…and I heard it…when he said…I have a dream…


    And the dream I had was beautiful – what more could someone pray

    Than to wake up in the middle of a perfect summer’s day?

    An aqua blue-like canopy pays tribute to the skies

    And there I see this young kid with a hero in his eyes

    The hero is a humble man and not the type to shirk

    A proudly spoken fire-fighter on his way to work

    His profession is his passion, his adrenalin, his spark

    The hat he wears to battle is his way to make a mark

    And waving from a window, now the boy begins to cry

    You see the hero is his father…and he hates to say goodbye


    And the dream I had was terrible, from nowhere they appear

    Monsters in the New York sky that choke the day with fear

    It can’t be real – the questions burn with why and who and how?

    Go and turn your TV on…please…just do it now…

    An evil cloak in plumes of smoke replaces freedom’s gown

    The flames reveal their secret truth – the world is falling down

    Falling, sprawling, screaming, calling, crying as they go

    A fire fighter grabs his hat and flies to meet his foe

    Forward into battle now – he hears a church’s bell

    Forward into no man’s land - Forward into hell


    And the dream I had was powerful – the best of humankind

    Courage is a heartfelt word not easily defined

    It doesn’t equal ‘fearless’ as some sideline experts claim

    No…courage is ‘to be scared…but to go on just the same’

    To rally in the moment then to rise and climb the stairs

    To save as many people as an act of courage dares

    To dig and dig then dig some more – to be there for your mates

    To look your leader in the eye and know the end awaits

    Underneath the carnage, when the count is done and said

    The only thing recovered is his hat of ‘firey’ red


    And the dream I had was personal – I’ve put my kids to sleep

    But the images still haunt me and reality cuts deep

    I see the faces of the fallen – the tape forever runs

    I see the mothers and the brothers and the sisters and the sons

    And the comrades and the colleagues, they are never to return

    But for every face, a candle…and tonight, that flame will burn

    It burns for something precious – something every hero gave

    It illuminates ‘ground zero’ and commemorates the brave

    Of religion, race and rivalry, it burns across that scope

    It is pure in its simplicity – tonight, it burns for hope


    Yes the dream we share IS hopeful in our darkest hour of hours

    Beams of light now kiss the sky where, once, we saw two towers

    Of this, be strong and steadfast - Of this, stand tall and say -

    There are some things that an enemy can never take away

    I can feel it through the flag that flies, defiant in the gloom

    I can see it through the window where a boy waits in his room

    He is waiting for his hero, still, to walk back through that door

    The hat he holds is scuffed and scratched but this, he knows for sure

    One day he will wear that hat and pride will reign supreme

    Because his father’s gift was freedom and for that…he has a dream…

    Rupert McCall 2010

    --
    Peter Lucas
    Brisbane
    Australia

    ACHTUNG! ALLES LOOKENSPEEPERS! Das computermachine ist nicht fuer
    gefingerpoken und mittengrabben. Ist easy schnappen der springenwerk,
    blowenfusen und poppencorken mit spitzensparken. Ist nicht fuer gewerken
    bei das dumpkopfen. Das rubbernecken sichtseeren keepen das cotten-
    pickenen hans in das pockets muss; relaxen und watchen das
    blinkenlichten

  2. #2
    Omelet Guest

    Default Re: Aussie tribute to 9/11 firefighters

    In article <[email protected]> ,
    "PeterL." <PeterL.@home.upstairs.in.brissie.aus> wrote:

    > http://www.couriermail.com.au/news/q...rupert-mccall-
    > to-honour-911-heroesin-new-york-ceremony/story-e6freoof-1225914245152
    >
    >
    > http://tinyurl.com/2cw9z2b
    >
    >
    > A FIRE FIGHTER’S DREAM
    >

    <snipped>
    > Rupert McCall 2010


    Many tears were shed on that day...
    The anniversary is coming up soon.
    --
    Peace! Om

    Web Albums: <http://picasaweb.google.com/OMPOmelet>
    *Only Irish *coffee provides in a single glass all four *essential food groups: alcohol, caffeine, sugar *and fat. --Alex Levine

  3. #3
    PLucas Guest

    Default Re: Aussie tribute to 9/11 firefighters

    Omelet <[email protected]> wrote in newsmpomelet-1C2E0E.04402005092010
    @news.giganews.com:

    > In article <[email protected]> ,
    > "PeterL." <PeterL.@home.upstairs.in.brissie.aus> wrote:
    >
    >> http://www.couriermail.com.au/news/q...e-poet-rupert-

    mccall-
    >> to-honour-911-heroesin-new-york-ceremony/story-e6freoof-1225914245152
    >>
    >>
    >> http://tinyurl.com/2cw9z2b
    >>
    >>
    >> A FIRE FIGHTER’S DREAM
    >>

    > <snipped>
    >> Rupert McCall 2010

    >
    > Many tears were shed on that day...
    > The anniversary is coming up soon.




    And Rupert will be there to recite his tribute.

    Along with some Aussie 'brothers' from the worldwide fraternity of
    Firefighters.




    --
    Peter Lucas
    Brisbane
    Australia

    ACHTUNG! ALLES LOOKENSPEEPERS! Das computermachine ist nicht fuer
    gefingerpoken und mittengrabben. Ist easy schnappen der springenwerk,
    blowenfusen und poppencorken mit spitzensparken. Ist nicht fuer gewerken
    bei das dumpkopfen. Das rubbernecken sichtseeren keepen das cotten-
    pickenen hans in das pockets muss; relaxen und watchen das
    blinkenlichten

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    Peter Lucas Guest

    Default R e : Aussie tribute to 9/11 firefighters

    PLucas wrote:
    > Omelet <[email protected]> wrote in newsmpomelet-1C2E0E.04402005092010
    > @news.giganews.com:
    >
    > > In article <[email protected]> ,
    > > "PeterL." <PeterL.@home.upstairs.in.brissie.aus> wrote:
    > >
    > >> http://www.couriermail.com.au/news/q...e-poet-rupert-

    > mccall-
    > >> to-honour-911-heroesin-new-york-ceremony/story-e6freoof-1225914245152
    > >>
    > >>
    > >> http://tinyurl.com/2cw9z2b
    > >>
    > >>
    > >> A FIRE FIGHTER�S DREAM
    > >>

    > > <snipped>
    > >> Rupert McCall 2010

    > >
    > > Many tears were shed on that day :-((((((((((((((
    > > The anniversary is coming up soon.

    >
    >
    >
    > And Rupert Murdock will be there to recite his tribute.
    >
    > Along with some Aussie 'brothers' from the worldwide fraternity of
    > Firefighters and allied bakers
    > --
    > Peter Lucas
    > Brisbane
    > Australia
    >
    > Join us in our fight for personal freedoms:
    > http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/NAMBLA
    > http://www.nambla.org/



    May I be so ballsy as to inquire as to the point of your post?
    {rolleyes)

    I can only imagine it was to demenstrate that you have mastered the
    art
    of opening that cheap nasty booze without the aid of a deformed
    toothless
    shrivelled mut from the pound thats is still trying to dig its way out
    from the mental bird droppings dropping from the species above it .

    Well Done!

    Please make sure to tell us when you can tie your own shoe laces.

    Since your beginning on the forum, Trash key, the merits of
    euthanasia and birth control now make far more sense. <wink>

    Thanks for that, as I now know who prompted the thought process.
    <redface>

    Bask in your moment of delusianal percieved glory and look forward to
    a
    life in a specimen jar as the medical students gasp and say in unison:

    ''What the hell is that! _eek_razz

    The cockroaches then torch themselves... [Exeunt]
    And if a funnel web spider bit you ---you would get done over for
    cruelty to funnel webs
    Priceless...


    --
    Peter Lucas
    Brisbane
    Australia

  5. #5
    Jean B. Guest

    Default Re: Aussie tribute to 9/11 firefighters

    PeterL. wrote:
    > http://www.couriermail.com.au/news/q...rupert-mccall-
    > to-honour-911-heroesin-new-york-ceremony/story-e6freoof-1225914245152
    >
    >
    > http://tinyurl.com/2cw9z2b
    >
    >
    > A FIRE FIGHTER’S DREAM
    >
    > His voice boomed like a beacon and it echoed in my soul
    >
    > From the land of opportunity, reverberations roll
    >
    > All across the mighty sea to where the Southern Cross stars gleam
    >
    > I was listening…and I heard it…when he said…I have a dream…
    >
    >
    > And the dream I had was beautiful – what more could someone pray
    >
    > Than to wake up in the middle of a perfect summer’s day?
    >
    > An aqua blue-like canopy pays tribute to the skies
    >
    > And there I see this young kid with a hero in his eyes
    >
    > The hero is a humble man and not the type to shirk
    >
    > A proudly spoken fire-fighter on his way to work
    >
    > His profession is his passion, his adrenalin, his spark
    >
    > The hat he wears to battle is his way to make a mark
    >
    > And waving from a window, now the boy begins to cry
    >
    > You see the hero is his father…and he hates to say goodbye
    >
    >
    > And the dream I had was terrible, from nowhere they appear
    >
    > Monsters in the New York sky that choke the day with fear
    >
    > It can’t be real – the questions burn with why and who and how?
    >
    > Go and turn your TV on…please…just do it now…
    >
    > An evil cloak in plumes of smoke replaces freedom’s gown
    >
    > The flames reveal their secret truth – the world is falling down
    >
    > Falling, sprawling, screaming, calling, crying as they go
    >
    > A fire fighter grabs his hat and flies to meet his foe
    >
    > Forward into battle now – he hears a church’s bell
    >
    > Forward into no man’s land - Forward into hell
    >
    >
    > And the dream I had was powerful – the best of humankind
    >
    > Courage is a heartfelt word not easily defined
    >
    > It doesn’t equal ‘fearless’ as some sideline experts claim
    >
    > No…courage is ‘to be scared…but to go on just the same’
    >
    > To rally in the moment then to rise and climb the stairs
    >
    > To save as many people as an act of courage dares
    >
    > To dig and dig then dig some more – to be there for your mates
    >
    > To look your leader in the eye and know the end awaits
    >
    > Underneath the carnage, when the count is done and said
    >
    > The only thing recovered is his hat of ‘firey’ red
    >
    >
    > And the dream I had was personal – I’ve put my kids to sleep
    >
    > But the images still haunt me and reality cuts deep
    >
    > I see the faces of the fallen – the tape forever runs
    >
    > I see the mothers and the brothers and the sisters and the sons
    >
    > And the comrades and the colleagues, they are never to return
    >
    > But for every face, a candle…and tonight, that flame will burn
    >
    > It burns for something precious – something every hero gave
    >
    > It illuminates ‘ground zero’ and commemorates the brave
    >
    > Of religion, race and rivalry, it burns across that scope
    >
    > It is pure in its simplicity – tonight, it burns for hope
    >
    >
    > Yes the dream we share IS hopeful in our darkest hour of hours
    >
    > Beams of light now kiss the sky where, once, we saw two towers
    >
    > Of this, be strong and steadfast - Of this, stand tall and say -
    >
    > There are some things that an enemy can never take away
    >
    > I can feel it through the flag that flies, defiant in the gloom
    >
    > I can see it through the window where a boy waits in his room
    >
    > He is waiting for his hero, still, to walk back through that door
    >
    > The hat he holds is scuffed and scratched but this, he knows for sure
    >
    > One day he will wear that hat and pride will reign supreme
    >
    > Because his father’s gift was freedom and for that…he has a dream…
    >
    > Rupert McCall 2010
    >

    Very evocative. Thank you.

    --
    Jean B.

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