The Price Poem by Paolo TMs

Raining stars from heaven.
Eyes of flame
Burning through the sky,
Rest upon the earth
Spread your mighty wings
Ablazing scorn all.

With your flaming hands
You embrace your child.
With breath of fire, you whispered:

“End their black hands,
“Halt their black feet,
“Black eyes of black mind”

“I feared for you,
“I teared for you,
“But do not worry mother,
“For they shall despair.
“The price of fire is fire.”

That message unheard,
By that message we fell.

Children of heaven
Rain upon us all,
Flame fires in the sky
And cry upon you.

Breathe your flaming sigh,
Breathe us gone.
And the sky is heavy
And fell tears grey.
No time to despair
For light came,
Here dark fell.