Sunday, January 8, 2012

who rolled the dice

| Sunday, January 8, 2012 |

Peering through shattered glass,
surrounded by nothing but clouded ash.
Catch your breath with everything too fear,
hold your scream as no one would hear.
Your life, destroyed nothing to hope for,
now is the time to finally run for cover.
It was simply an accident nothing more,
the fire clinging to everything but the door.
Now is the time to flee and run for your life,
as it was surely you who rolled the dice.