A Burning Sky
Black specs of ash
Trickle down upon me.
As I breathe in
The air is heavy.
I blink
with stinging eyes
and look above to witness
a blazing sky.
Grey overcast
once scorching red.
Everything now
is dull and dead.
I twirl around
in swirls of smoke.
I tumble down
and then I choke.
I am smothered by
a blazing sky.
All is lost
There is no faith
For there is no means of escape.
Darkness now
Time is still
But there is one last tear to cry
Before I die
Devoured by
A blazing sky.
This poem is about:
My community
My country
Our world