Fire

As I sat there, deep in thought, Through the corner of my eye, I swiftly caught, A sound of screams, far away. What happens next, pains me to say. It was a man being doused in gasoline, "Why are you doing this, friend?!" He screamed. Then I watched in horror, as he was lit on fire, The other man just walked away, then the sound came of screeching tires. The man was being burned alive, He rolled around screaming, trying to survive. His screams were tales of untold pain, His fellow "friend" was the one to blame. He screamed and screamed evermore, As his flesh melted from his body, he continued rolling on the floor. His last breath was one more of a ghasp, "How can this happen?" I asked myself, but he was dead at last. I then ran over to see if he was still alive, Only to find that what I had seen Was all in my mind.