Wildfire
Written by: Wilfred Mellers July 21,3015
Threw a party yet no one came
Placement settings ready to entertain
Bitter wine masquerading as champagne
Angered restrained I must refrain
The candles blowout in the wind
Goals set high for I was determined
Lackluster jaded foresight the scene
Placated attitudes so rude set the mood
The Flowers in my jar are slowly dying
Appreciated not why by the good guy I
Broken wings can no longer fly
Subtract to divide yet they still multiply
In the vase are my dead roses
Scars there are for my body is full of bruises
Someone wins and someone loses
The prodigal son no one chooses
Worn-out are the heels of broken shoes
Purpose undefined leaves me dazed and confused
Overwhelmed by my burdens I'm not enthused
Wildfire spreads the news when my muse lit the fuse
The carnage sometimes seldom disposed
Once the beautiful mind symphony composed
Signpost ahead exclaimed the road is closed
Naked standing to the world unadorned and exposed
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