Another moment of silence.
Another flag at half-mast
Another coffin dressed in colors.
Life's becoming quite a drag.
Community garden filling with tomatoes and needles.
Tiptoe like a sunflower, keep an eye wide open.
A black-smoke man was selling paper roses.
Monday morning, there's an empty desk at school.
Wrong place at the wrong time, they always chime.
Another Crayola crayon angel has died before their time.
Caught in the crossfire between the reds and blues.
Grief counselor soothes, but things will never be cool again.
A child's watching cartoons- a sudden news flash.
A firebug picked the perfect home; an entire family's dead.
The only thing you can do is turn the channel fast.
Sunflowers and ceasefires are God-sent but never seem to last.
Another moment of silence. Another flag half-mast.
Another coffin sprayed with tears and taps.
Life's becoming quite a drag.
Yes, I am a firebug
I love sparks and flames
I’d like to torch the town actually
My town, your town, all the towns.
Pyro would be an apt nickname
I would have it tattooed on my forehead
My clothes would forever smell like gasoline.
Let’s set fire to your couch. Want to?
We are defined by many things in our lives.
You're a good son. A great older brother.
An eagle scout and crazy ass metal guitarist.
A firebug and science nerd and my neighbor.
I know cancer is devastating and destroys.
Loved ones become targets for loose anger.
There's only one ending. Life or death.
Your victory is remaining Michael.
Cicadas sing an age old song
The ground gives way for their emergence
Camoflauge body and red eyes glow
Come on mom let's go!!
It time for the fireworks show
Blazing sparkles, spinning thrills
Giggles and wiggles excitement chills
todays the day fun and lights
Anticipation
Can't
Wait
\l/ ~Rumble~
/ \
\ /
/l\ Pow! * boom!
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