Fire Of The World Poem by Jon ProskeyVigil

I'm a fire in the night;
casting off an erie light.
Bidding traelers to join the dance;
never know your next chance.
I cast asie boundries of distrust;
gathered around me they drink to clear the dust.
All share a tale, maybe two;
even though we all know it's not true.
We then role over and stare at the stars;
the view's better than through prison bars.

I'm a fire in the night;
casting off an erie light.
A fire burning across the world;
reembling power of a fist curled.
I etch my pain across your soul;
to show we have a common goal.
I wish to cease to be a flame;
to no longer be a pawn in some game.
to be free without this ball and chain;
tht is my goal I wish to gain.