Fire Boys
Three did not bow down
To the king's idol... music...
Doomed to the furnace.
Seven times hotter,
The flames leaped out opened doors
Consuming king's men
And burning the ropes
Of the three thrown in the fire
Freeing them to dance
Round the Son of God;
They came out alive, unsinged
With no smell of smoke.
Dedicated to Caleb for his make-believe hero, Fire Boy.
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