Sean Godley

Rookie (17/11/1981 / Cavan, Republic of Ireland)

Pyromania - Poem by Sean Godley

I woke and found my bridges were ablaze,
There’s no way to leave the Island now,
And just a frown on faces through the haze.

There was never fear in my heedless days,
Until, through eyes that stung, I wondered how
I woke and found my bridges were ablaze.

I tried to quench the fire in several ways,
But I found the heat too blazing now,
And just a frown on faces through the haze.

The moon alone smiled down with her stern gaze,
Trapped, I cried to her; demanded how
I woke and found my bridges were ablaze.

I ran and waved and screamed within a craze,
They wouldn’t have me – bricks were falling now –
And just a frown on faces through the haze.

Like lightning is so quick to shock-amaze,
I didn’t think our fate would so quick allow: -
I woke and found my bridges were ablaze,
And just a frown on faces through the haze.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 12, 2006

Poem Edited: Saturday, November 25, 2006


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