Harvest of Flames

Blazing palace, cast off,

Robed in an obsidian cloak,

Iniquity set free,

Carried off by the flames they provoked;

I died a hitchhiker on a carousel of grief,

Looked behind me,

Seen Calamity,

Kept on walking,

A ghost was I, A ghost alive,

Who triumphed and escaped their malignity;

Justice sang a song,

As I watched their murky souls,

Rise above the flames invincibility;

Reversed perception,

Daunting memories,

Possessions gone,

Disillusioned brow-beaters,

Dethroned!