Someday Soon Poem by Morgan Doe

The night is dark
I can't see
But I can hear
And I can smell
I hear the cries
Of tortured pain
I smell the stench
Of brutal death
The fire burns
I can't rest
For if I rest
I too shall burn
My flesh is scared
My body weak
My child was consumed by the flame
My wife suffered the same fate as she
Once a free man
Now a slave
Today I will pray
Tomorrow I will hope
Someday I will be free
On that day
I will make them all see