The world around me is burning and I am far from the flames.
I thought the world would burn at once
Not so,
not so.
It burns like ants scattered then swarmed, then gone.
It affects only business,
friends of friends,
not really me or us.
I breath in the smoke
It destroyed their homes
lives
and I drown in the ripples.
Waiting for the wave that finally singes my skin.
Until then I tread our lives to where we can breath
Trying to ignore the mounting sorrow,
the gasping
coughing
of watching the world around me burn.
