Hero before Victim

We cannot know anything that they felt before, during, and ever after. How could anyone?

Beyond fright, flight, and terror comes a few to answer a call. This is not a dream or a movie They are doomed.

Within this cloud of pain and for some calm that they made a choice. Spirits linger on watching below The same scene sometimes over again; You can still feel their tears in the rain.

Yet they were there and changed these events Saved possibly my life, if not thousands since.

We here in these orbital days forevermore will sing your praise. We need to thank you now, but you're all gone

Oh, that choice to be a hero before victim. God blesses victims and makes room for a few more saints