Fires

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.