‘Fallen Flames’

Written on 7-4-10

The sky falls dark

On the warm summer night

With the stars illuminating the day’s night

But soon comes a single flame

It is alone, planning its path

Burning the match it stands on

Waiting, just waiting for the moment

Then, it happened

The match was thrown at the home

Of not one, but four

The home of which was two stories

The two parents were down stairs

When they scented the smoke

And as they smelled the painful smoke

The first floor was lit up

Flames and sparks everywhere

Thrown in every direction

The parents run out on their loving home

And call for help in the almost silent night

And wait in terror

Knowing that their children were upstairs

Scared, abandoned, and confused

Then one child runs out the front door

Terrorized and then went into shock

The parents were now worried for two different reasons

For one was in shock, and the other terribly lost

Then the sound of sirens are heard

And the neighborhood is awaken

Everyone’s outside

Watching, waiting for the girl

As the fire department runs inside

They cannot find the little girl

So all they can do is put out the fire

And hope for the alive to have survived

That little girl has hidden

In her closet

Out of fear of the flames

She hears a man’s voice calling for her

As she slowly slips away

She had locked the door

And turned off the light

And stayed in the back of the closet

As the flames grew closer

She had stayed still

In a state of no return

Then they crash through the door

And just a moment too late

The man that had called her

Carried her out

He walks out the doorway

On to the lawn

Over to the ambulance

To be pronounced dead

Then put into a body bag

And into the back of the ambulance

They drove away

The parents devastated

Blaming themselves for being so selfish

Only saving their lives

Instead of helping

The ones that were their lives

One to two months later

They had the funeral

For the little girl

Who had died

In that undeniable act of a burning

After the funeral the parents had gotten called in

For after investigating the scene of flame

It was discovered

That the flame that had sat upon the match

Was dropped out the window

And had landed in the bush nearby

It was dropped by the mother

Who had of course denied it

But then the father turned her in

Saying that she had been awaiting

To make a fire

But had no idea that she had meant their home

And the fact that their young daughter died

Had destroyed only him

The mother thought it was the perfect crime

She thought that the evidence would have burned

But it didn’t

The only thing that was burned

Was the heart and soul of the girl

A year or so after the arrest and sentencing

To death row, which was deserving

The mother had been injected

With a life-taking poison

For she had killed her daughter

Through flame and smoke

There, right in the chair

She took her final breath and said

‘I regret nothing at all and would

Do it all over again if she could’

And then she had slipped away too

As they closed her eyes

And carried her body away

The crowed of family had softened down

They couldn’t stand to stay

Her mother only shed a tear

The husband cursed her away

The one remaining daughter shrieked

And then she hung her head

And as this day had come to end

This day of such sweet sorrow

The year of death, depression and loss

Had finally been put to justice

And then was put to bed.