Burn It Up Poem by Christopher Stitz
Burn It Up
Rating: ★1.5
Let it burn
Bring it down
Even as the world turns
Into empty, ashen ground.
Where nothing stirs
The worlds grown cold
And even while it burns
Spirits haunt their empty homes.
If the dead could talk
What would they say?
Look through the fog
And see what lay.
Or just give in
And light it up
Watch it end
And call it quits.
Monday, July 25, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: revolution
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