Memory Piece

fire

Smoke stung my eyes

and clouded my lungs

plaster pushing down on my ankle

Will I live?

it felt like Hercules couldn't lift it off me 
the fire was red hot and only coming closer
images of my burned belongings forever stained my eyelids
my life flashing before me,
was this my end?
only 10 years old,
everything ahead of me would be killed with me,
everything I've ever known was already being swallowed by flames,
I mean I would die eventually anyways,
whats a few years less time?


                                                                 -a.d