Fire Song
My heart is made of brick
I am the fearsome locust
I am the black powder cloud
filling your nose and eyes.
The taste of soot
is never sweet
bitter like memories
what ash is made of.
These are the elements
required for life:
water, food, friendship
Arms around you
to hold you tight.
Forget about the fires.
They burned my city.
The sirens keep ringing,
but it won’t go out.
The fire keeps burning
in the dead of night
in the dead of night.
I am the fearsome locust
I am the black powder cloud
filling your nose and eyes.
The taste of soot
is never sweet
bitter like memories
what ash is made of.
These are the elements
required for life:
water, food, friendship
Arms around you
to hold you tight.
Forget about the fires.
They burned my city.
The sirens keep ringing,
but it won’t go out.
The fire keeps burning
in the dead of night
in the dead of night.