Burn It Down


I did not start the fire

But I laughed as the world burned

Warmed in the pyre

Of all the lessons yet unlearned

Sorting chaff with an ire


What little you must know

Unfound, an ounce of sanctity

In all the hate you sow

Words like weeds to humanity

Strangling as they grow


You cannot bait me small as this

Opinion offers no reprieve

Spiritual poison in the kiss

Cannot change what I believe

Regardless, what you may wish


So, burn it to the ground

If that is your great desire

But my words will not be found

Fanning your hateful fire

It is in truth my words are bound


12 Responses to “Burn It Down”
  1. beth says:

    well said, not adding to the fire of hate

  2. Francisco Bravo Cabrera says:

    Bound in truth! Well said, admirably my friend and a lovely poem, filled with the passion that is quite required when confronting those who hate and destroy. Congratulations!
    And have a great weekend!
    All the best,

  3. Jim Borden says:

    hate begets hate; best not to add fuel to the fire…

  4. Shruti Ohri says:

    ‘You cannot bait me small as this
    Opinion offers no reprieve”
    What a brilliantly written piece! ❤

  5. I need to come visit this blog more often! Your content is amazing 🙂

  6. jonicaggiano says:

    This is so beautifully expressive my friend. All the lovely words of your poetry can’t be burned for the glory, the pictures (images) placed in the mind of those who read your work will own. Hate can’t destroy that part of the poet our work exist long after we are gone. Hugs and love ❤️ Jonikins

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