Growing Flames
I cast flames at the world around me
the illogical, they drive me crazy
Me the cold emotionless being
This rage that has built in me
feeding off this world in flames
I can see every night from my room
I watch as we slay another
over fallacies cast in gold
the divide between us grinds
as the molten crust rolls
From my grand post I preach
love before the fire, the ire we build
on the kindling of torn down civility
The fabric that I wrap around me
woven from a reality that I bend
in my direction I cast the chaos
that permeates our pores
Eyes shot, death trots
Into one-way mirror I watch
all the disorder in the world
Behind my smirk,
I see the blaze engraved.
12/15/25 - Andy McRae
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