Revenge of the Flame

by William Thomas

Flames lick everything in reach of its wrath
Spitefully spitting sparks as it engulfs
A red carpet that flickers
Dangerously enchanting
A blazing lion, awake and alive
It will not sleep

Smoke wafts up reaching out to heaven
But to heaven they will not go
Whilst down on the earth
Its brother is catching prey like a beast

And to hell like a beast it will go

A cackling witch, it casts its spell
Leaving only ashes behind
A sad memory of what once there was
A curse destroying existence

The most beautiful monstrosity
Devouring everything in its path
Innocent or not

Why should it care?
What have we done for it?

We have used it to kill

Revenge