Inferno

It scuttles the ground like an octopus Leap by leap and lick by lick like an ocean current With a viciousness that clings coldly into our minds The fiery angry tongues of yellow gold goblets Flair furiously at the first gust of wind That billows at it as if lightened by Another gallonn of gasoline. Black coals of burnt debris meet our eyes As the flames continue to choke the building Into a dusty black chalk We gather outside anxiously To look for those who were on that same block They are safe! By a miracle! It remains a grim tragedy for us all. My throat chokes dry with disbelief My mind wonders how it happened Because its an arson attack The second time the block was burning down As if not choked enough to death by its haters And it was in our little minds that one of us Was a little devil who enjoyed seeing Suffering on the faces of others The cold morning air stiffened with mystery As we watched half burnt tooth brushes, books And mattresses shoved out of the smoked inferno. Distress and heart ache written all over All our strained faces peeping into the deathly dormitory