Burn Baby Burn

-Burn Baby Burn-
by Keaton Foster



Ignition
Rendition
Flammable
The institution
Burn baby burn
Fuel to the flame
An inferno
As always
In the making
From the ashes
Will come
All things new
Said difference
You and I
No longer alive
No longer in love
Separated by time
Mere seconds defined
Lengthier for one of us
Ever so did we scream
For mercy did we plead
Marginalized
Will be the crime
They’ll say
With straight faces
That you and I
Got what was deserved
Our rite of passage
From this life to the next
Your soul did fly
My soul sank ever so low
By God you’ll stand
Within the darkness
Continually I’ll fall
Too much
Was what we had
Too strong
Was what we shared
It could only end
The way that it did
Death do us part
Severed was the rope
That bound us tight
To each other’s ideals
We wanted it to be right
But certainly it was not
You may have called it off
Decided that what we had
Was not enough
That it needed an end
But it was I
That was certain
That what we had
Was too damn much
The idea of a life
Without you
I could not grasp
So here we are
Fuel for the flame
Burn baby burn
From something to dust
From flesh and blood
To ashes upon the wind
Never again will we
You and I
Feel as we once did
Because unlike life
In death we will feel
The truest nothing of all
I wish it could
Without question
Have been different
But I understood
Probably better than you
That it could not
I held the match
Poured the fuel
Ignited it all
The end of us
Via a poetic death
Tragically grotesque
Horrifically adept
The end as seen by me
Was justifiably correct
Burn baby burn…

Burn Baby Burn
Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2015.