In Here
As I stand to watch the clouds of smoke
I wonder the numbers of pains evoked
I stare hard into colored flames
Mourning the now forgotten names
In this flame was a rich man I once envied
In here was a beautiful woman I once adored
In here was a baby so innocent
In here was a maid noble and descent
In here was a pastor more prayerful than i
In here was a sinner living so high
In this ash was once a bride to be
In here was a struggling mother of three
In here was a now widowed woman's husband
In here are mysteries we cannot understand
In here now lies Bidemi's lover
In here lies a now childless woman's daughter
In here were children screaming for mama
In here was a bed ridden boy's papa
In here was an old man with scanty teeth
In here was a baby with unsteady feet
In here were fighters whose groans were silenced
In here were folks who never wished to be cremated
In here are lessons that are for real
In here could have been either you or me
By: Adams Elizabeth Oyarese
Copyright © Elizabeth Adams | Year Posted 2018
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