This Is Fire Poem by Cheryl McDonnell

This Is Fire

Rating: 4.3


There has been a crossed wire
Something clicked under the choir
A chorus of shame
Oh my behold the chains

Summon me
Damage me
Hunt me
Export me

Make me your sin
A circus act inside a bin
The worst of the sideshow
Left out in the rain beside you

Summon me
Damage me
Hunt me
Export me

A little like Judas
But this time you left before us
How could you be her
Not a chance in hell but you were

Summon me
Damage me
Hunt me
Export me

Up high sitting on the bed
Under the water this girl treads
Biting fruit tainted with lust
This is fire, ash, embers and rust.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Callie Carroll 15 September 2008

It does sing! A way with words you have.

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Jesse Rudolph 15 September 2008

great lyrics, good writing, keep it up.

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