The bed is made of lies and fire,
Though it does not burn to ash,
And upon it lies lustful desire,
And lost souls under lash.
Bodies burn engulfed in flame,
Forever stoking the blaze.
The babies, crawling, are the blame;
Igniting with their gaze.
The fire sparks from inside,
Childhood’s glowing domicile,
Of doors which lead to hell and abide,
In the darkness of denial.
The flames cannot be quenched with tears.
The fire once set, burns on.
For those in hell are the mutineers,
Who refuse to lie –and yawn,
And sleep in ignorance.
K. Aldaya, 8/3/15
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