A lesson learned

With flames pressed against your skin
if theres one thing you know
its that you cannot win.

the light of the torch
beams to your eyes
and nobody cares.
they dont want to hear your cries.

you can feel the heat
tear through your flesh
digging deeper and deeper
until theres not a single thing left.

your body lays black
the ground covered in ashes
and children, this is why
we dont play with matches.