Smiles scratched; memories scarred,
I remained as a stone being carved.
Destruction rife, hazy vision;
The last few flaps before being slit!
Possessions burnt; lives lost,
Molten metal when poured in cast.
Devoid of life, breathing in poison;
Like a tree that sways when lit!
Dancing with the flames,
I now smirk at the fireflies..!!
Submitted for Friday Flash 55