Oh, fire! You restless wall of flame, Remember how you stole my friend? Remember how you turned her into ashes? I do. I remember the greusome sight, It was just another April night, When she told me that she's feeling so bitter. I asked her why? She didn't answer, I didn't realize back then, That my question is that last thing she heard. Then the very next day, I saw her face on the **** tv, They said the firemen found a corpse among the debris, And it was her body. They said her daddy set the house on fire, burning himself along with other five, a kitten and a beautiful wife. Do you remember now, fire? How could you aid such a man? He was driven by his passion to destroy! Oh fire, you disappoint me. They say that I fear you, But I don't. I just loathe you. *So as I behold another blazing fire, I'm filled with a hazardous desire: To just wrap the flames around my body.
To my friend, Rima Matar.(22-7-1996_5/5/2013) (Yes, the lack of editing is obvious.)