Burn

By Laura Dee Battle February 11, 2015 Crimson and stone Just leave me alone Here on my own to atone Left behind my throne to the drones Let the hungry ones occupy Let the leeching masses sanctify Make it higher than all of us Make it worth all of this fuss I'd rather watch everything burn We'll start again at the world's urn With fond memories of impending doom Wondering when we stopped looking for the moon Then we would rebuild the general store A post office and bank; the same as before The hungry will need corruption an greed Things we don't need will plant the first seed So while we watch it all burn Let's leave every stone unturned And while we wait to dissipate Identities made will then evaporate Behind the doors we close for good Our demons forever left misunderstood I know it still may be too late for me Ending for me; crashing waves in the sea That day we'll all burn... With flames in the wind We'll watch the world burn And let our hearts mend