I saved 72 lives

held the beams up with my shoulder

while they scrambled to safety

then the earth grew heavy

and down I went

buried so complete I couldn't be found

my soul looks down

and knows now what all the fuss was...

while the body I was begins

its long return to its elements

a few mumbled prayers over the mound

from the grateful survivors

and a tiny bit of envy of me

for being done...

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