THE LAST CALL

Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedGod, Bless those who now reposewithin Your Hallowed Hall;we hold their Helmets to our Hearts,to ring out The Last Call.Bless the one who jumps to runwhen hearing tone-outs fall; They answered when the call came in; and now comes The Last Call...The Brass Bell sounds. Silence rebounds -so let the teardrops fall; no Love so great, as those whose fate is found in The Last Call. The Helmet of Chief Aaron Thompson, Mexia FD, Mexia TX c 1990