Saving Few Poem by Anonymous Seeker
Saving Few
For time passed quickly,
as he walked home alone
another week is through,
another day is gone
reaching his block,
he stops in fright
as he looks at his house
flaming against the night
Sirens wail louder,
as they come near,
screaming past his stilled body
so stiffened with fear
for everything is gone,
everything he knew
burning to an ash,
saving little, saving few
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