"The Thirty-Seven"

I remember them just fine,
gentle folks of modern time.
Put to test the true resolve
that made our country again evolve.

Thirty-Seven a number norm,
battling a firestorm.
Metal I-Beams, Rock debris,
Smoke so thick they couldn’t see.

They helped those who ran in fear.
Saving lives as death drew near.
Dodging fire raining down
 from the skies of New York town.

Thirty-Seven Angels, why?
 Thirty-Seven heroes high.
Names and faces that I see,
always there reminding me.

How did life so precious die
and leave us all so high and dry?
These folks knew the deck was stacked.
These folks didn’t turn their backs.

Thirty-Seven that I knew.
Thirty-Seven all in blue.
These PA Cops will always be
 close to me in memory.

God Bless the Thirty-Seven

By

William F. Hoover

Lieutenant (Retired)
Port Authority Police

Used with Special Permission of the Author
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