The Fire March 20, 2008

THE  FIRE

This fire has done something to me, something I can’t explain

There’s a fullness, an aching, a hurting, a much unwanted pain

I’m scared to sleep, I don’t want to eat, I don’t feel safe any more

I want to move away from thin place, and on this memory close the door

But moving is something I cannot do, I have no place else to go

So I must stay when repairs start, and gasp for air

as the dust makes my breathing shallow

A selfish resident was the cause of the fire,

smoking with oxygen in the apartment

She didn’t care or think about anybody else,

just smoked to her contentment

Ashes fell in her chair and started smoldering, she fell asleep

The flames and smoke started raging, from her you didn’t hear a peep

Then the alarm sounded, the guard answered the call

He pulled her from the burning apartment, midst the smoke, the flames and all

All of a sudden down the elevator shafts, the water cascaded like white sheets

When the firemen arrived “It’s on the 12Th floor” with the news I did greet

So many fire trucks, ambulances, and firemen, the likes of which you seldom see

You would think there would be chaos and panic,

but everything was as organized as could be

I shudder every time I hear a siren, and wonder if it’s coming here

I don’t want to ear, I’m s cared to sleep, my whole body shakes with fear

This fire has done something to me, something I can’t explain

There’s a fullness, an aching, a hurting, a much unwanted pain

Bonnie Jean

March 20, 2008

The fire was in the high rise where I live on Sunday March 16, 2008.

It was in apartment #1213 and I live in apartment #1011.

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