There Came Fire Poem by Andrew Ahile

Fire, and a heart of darkness was broken
Open the potent of actions and words
misspoken
Right and wrong the ten commandments lay open
After the fire all wail was vain
Jericho my joy, it fell like rain
Under my nose turned dust and pain
Much to me was given, a gift to behold
Among many flowers beautiful and bold
Unread, a book as priceless as gold
Deep lies the pain of a treasure that was
East to west my darkness i curse
Hell is sorrow but pain was worse
Alas, the fruit of knowledge is ripe
For a man of this type
A naive plumber, a liking pipe
Alas, For the fire did provide
A scroll of reason by which to abide
A shelter of hope in which to reside
A road of faith on which i ride.