

Poetry Title: Souls FlamePoetry
Seeing the flames rise before, Sorching away everything that is near, Burning the dreams, hope and desires. Leaving us to reflect on the events,
Which has befallen us.
Memories of a blazing past, Haunt our wakened mind. tormenting our sleepless nights.
Calling out to all who would hear, One small voice is heard in return. &nb