January 28, 2008

• Phoenix

  The fires have burned my home away
  Ashes now are all I taste
  Be warned for there'll be hell to pay
  For those who came and wrought such waste
  Pillars of flame lick the sky
  Great smoke clouds fill the air
  And though I burn I must not die
  I live for what's still there
  Searching through the death and fire
  I cry hot tears for what we've lost
  And though flesh be scarred and muscles tire
  We'll rebuild, whate'er the cost

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