Dan Brown - Firelight
Fire fire burning bright <br />Fire fire lights the night <br />Illuminates the star-strewn sky <br />Whose turn tonight is it to die? <br />He blazes, glazes, dances and leaps <br />Like a vivacious wave across all he sweeps. <br />Like he has an evil mission, a mission to destroy <br />Everything in his path; objects, humans, girl or boy. <br />He cares not for he is the Devil’s own breath, <br />Spitting and cackling as he sentences death <br />Upon all stood in his way, he takes innocent lives, <br />Stabbing and piercing, a wall of knives. <br />Murdering his soul is no easy feat, <br />He protects himself with speed and heat, <br />As he hisses, crackles, turns to a roar, <br />His curling fingers grasp at the door. <br />Burning, churning, his wild tongue licks <br />Anything it can to get him kicks. <br />There’s no protection, no mercy at all, <br />As he appears, waltzing down the hall. <br />He wants to hurt, he wants to kill, <br />Chasing, racing, his only thrill <br />Is his only aim, his Master’s goal, <br /> <br /> And I think its fire burning in my soul.<br /><br />Dan Brown<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/firelight-3/