I looked once upon
A house made of fire
It blazed
An unquenchable
Inferno

And in it lives a man
With writing on his arms
The meaning
Incomprehensible
To all
But he

He sits on the floor
And he writes and writes
And waits
For the day
His message is heard

Yes I looked once upon
A house made of fire
And I looked once upon
The man
And he smiled at me
And he
Motioned
To the words scrawled
Upon his arms

But I
Like the rest
Could not comprehend
The meaning
To the message before my eyes