Poem-A-Day: Day 536

Fill Us With Fire

The soul inside
and word and deed
don't look back,
never see light,
every particle,
time in black and white.

Blind to the beautiful
choking on air
and a waste of time
will fill fire,
no sense of pity
will fly into heaven.

Feel something
to aspire to the lost and found
again and again,
feel the sun to the end of time
to the beginning
across the universe.

We can feel this crazy world
fill us with fire.
There'll be no pity into heaven.
We're the waste of time,
with fire, no sense.
We will fly into freedom.