Let It Burn

-Let It Burn-
by Keaton Foster



See this match
Know the flame
An arsonist at heart
With no desire to play any game
Having only a deep seeded need
To allow things to be changed
Even if change matters least of all
Let it burn
No kindling will be required
Limited fuel is needed
Ignition is by chance
Happenstances
Ridiculous little dance
Within a vortex of vibrant red
The true essence of a difference
Continually this
Such a dangerous game
Upon the wind
Is further being played
What is meant to burn
Will be feeding the flames
Destruction made sufficient
By the carnivorous actions
Of such chemical processes
It will all be burned
Until everything is consumed
Devoured by the darkness
Hidden within the light
Clues given off for those few
Who can see with any clarity
Let it burn
Further add substance to the flame
Mix in inextinguishable items
That cannot withstand the heat
Allow the inferno to rage
Far beyond any reasonable control
Screaming everything new
As it wipes out the old
As it reduces all that was
Into ashes of what no longer is
Finally
Without question
Despite such apprehension
Nothing is all that can remain
Pain, ample and righteous
Suffering, belligerent inside
Building within the chest
Leaving those few
The ones sent to burn
The ones marked for the grave
Screaming in absolute ways
Jesus, God above
Make this all stop
Pointless, after the fact
What a waste
Never will the heat go away
Never will what is meant
To be burned be without flame
Vicious is the cycle
Terrifying is this game
Standing here with the match in hand
Watching again and again
As more is added to the pile
Of what is to be reduced
To ashes upon the wind
Let it burn...


Let It Burn
Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2014.