Twisting and twirling,
Curling and uncurling,
Twisting and twirling,
Circling.
The temporary incarceration within cells,
The eternal freedom of a soul.
Walking on heavy feet,
While twisting and twirling
Twirling.
“Fire come and carry us.”
Luminous eye whites shine,
“Fire come and carry us
Make us shine.”
The inevitable truth
Blaring
Booming
Behind bloodshot pupils.
Tired-exhausting
But shining
Ending is a consuming fate.
A flame cannot be latent
It begs to burn.
“Fire come and carry us
Make us shine
And make us rust.”
The fire of humanity
twisting and twirling
curling up,up,up.
Floating, curling, uncurling.
“Fire come and carry us
Make us shine
And make us rust
Tell us that you care for us.”
- Maggie Mannion
