|| posted on 18-9-2017 at 09:23
|Only by knowing that you did your very best, I'd guess.
|| posted on 18-9-2017 at 09:06
|Often it is those who are left to clean up after such a disaster who get forgotten.
This poignant tale is an insight into those who are the true heroes of these situations, They, knowingly, go in whilst it is still not "safe".
|| posted on 17-9-2017 at 20:49
|How do you come back from such a thing?
|| posted on 17-9-2017 at 20:26
|I'm staring blankly
Frankly I'm broken
My heart can't be mended
Befriended or woken
An emptiness consumes me
In sorrow I'm soaked
My words can't be heard
As I'm strangled and choked
As tears stripe each cheek
With a trail of sadness
My soul is stained
With the screams. With the madness.
The pain of such tragedy
The waste of such life
The death of a husband. his children, his wife.
The stairs were too many
My breaths were too few
My body exhausted. Now mentally too.
The silence of death. My smoke stained hair
A hole in my soul that will never repair
The feeling of failure and pride that combine
To leave me confused and abused in my mind
My lips wet with tears. 1 am lost. There's no plan
Emotionally ruined. One broken man.
Grenfell Tower firefighter Ricky Nuttall on his Twitter page.