Watch It Burn... Poem by Peter Vector

Standing there... a silhouette to an inferno,
A man watching his house burn to the ground...

He has a smile of insanity on his face...
His wife is inside, burning to ash,
He tied her hands to the bed with some old shoelace,
And then put an old rag on her mouth as she screamed...

And so he stands there and watches his life's work burn...
All of his past, up into smoke,
He see no reason to continue...
She left him once,
But now she'll never leave this spot again...

So now here is he... a silhouette to an inferno
The man watches his house burn to the ground
Standing there...