Tuesday 11 June 2013

Phoenix



The ripples people cause draw
riddles in the sand of our soul

Like a torch branding a red gulch in the hours

Some people set alight our world
and watch it burn and walk away

Like a runaway boy affronting the darkness
wrestling the man within mano a mano

Lighting his mind with a singeing fire
no sea can quench no spirit can quell

For this inferno birthed a sandglass

Kick the dust the ashes of those we once were
Rise like a phoenix and burn burn burn

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