we shall not warmly nor gently embrace
the manifestations of burn injury

for she is the devil’s haunt
she is the invading crusader
she is the omnipresent masquerade

and as such, we must strike at her very heart
we must attack her cascading armies and drive them to the gates of hell
we must stand and defend the very weak—lifting them up in loving arms

we are tasked to keep guard—a constant vigil -
every minute, every hour, every day
until the battle is won

these deeds, at all costs, I say
for the price of failure is death

so let us not pause in doubt or fear
let us push forward into the darkness
and hunt for her hidden truths

if our work is just,
our acts are bold,
our efforts are courageous,
then we shall overcome

we shall
and we must