Burning Bush
Trapped beneath the burning bush
The crackling of the fire.... /whoosh
The flames engolf all that is round you both.
I cannot reach/ I cannot get to you two/I have broken my oath
I promised no harm to ever come your way/ my vow was broken on that day.
I pledged to protect them at any cost/ on this day all was lost.
I heard their cries/ begging for assistance.
I could do nothing/ no matter my persistence.
I stood as though frozen in time/ our lives flashing before my eyes.
Every word/every memory/ all fell in line.
I could not cry/ disbelief.
Their lives extinguished/ taken by a thief.
I awoke/ a dream?
What did all this mean?
My husband was at gym/son still asleep.
Overactive imagination/ caused such a terrible sensation.
They live/ they breathe
The fire/ not real/ relief.
~mp Nov 18 16
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Copyright © Manon Peel | Year Posted 2016
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