Tendrils of smoke fill the air

Warning all of what is near

Refusing to be put at peace

The flames will not cease

Coughing up ash and dirt

Struggling to breathe as my lungs hurt

I hear crys of many all around

I search blindly, crawling on the ground

Heat did scorch my skin

Wondering how one could commit such a sin

Who would want to destroy a home

The wind stirs up the flames with its wicked moan

No sign of dying down anytime soon

The howl of wood collapsing is such sobering tune

The men in red pour water but the flames refuse to relent

Watching in a daze as my home collapses before my eyes

Refuse to listen as the rescuers tell me lies

"Everything will be fine." They say trying to calm me

Rubbing the soot out of my eyes so I can see

Made it out alive, but not unharmed

I will live, but baring scars