by CJ Maleney   May 9, 2021

A man may build a fire
And like moths we seek the flame
That fire will burn and consume
Then we look for one to blame

You may say I did not start this fire
But you did relish and seek its heat
So you as such you have no conflict
But of destruction you will bleat

That fire that was built by one
Will never be remembered
Yet humanity will melt away
For it's passion glows in embers


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  • 1 month ago

    by ddavidd

    "passion glows in embers"
    I might be wrong but your poems all smell like the fresh heart a working man.

    • 1 month ago

      by CJ Maleney

      It's a simple write. I burned some old wood and although the flames did entice I was not captivated.

      As the fire died I looked into the pit and as I got nearer the heat was more intense.

      Never be afraid of the fire! it's what it leaves in its wake that should cause fear

      There is more heat in the embers!