Mish Mash of Poems

Let it Burn

I will walk with you to the valley of death

follow you into the pit

lean against the wall

and wait my turn

while I watch you burn.

See the flames licking your body

hear you scream for mercy

the sound, so joyus

like a thousand angels singing.

I know it's my turn next

I don't mind that

I knew I was coming here

at least I got to see you...burn.