The Savior

“He will save us, don’t you worry,

loving and strong, the hero will return.”

The priest found a way to calm the crowd

So they stood still as their town burned to the ground

“Will he rebuild my tree house father?” The boy wondered

“He will make you a new one, a better one, in heaven!”

But the boy wondered if he can find the way to heaven through this fire.

“Father, do we have to see hell to enjoy heaven?”

The priest said loudly: “HE WILL SAVE US!”

But everyone was gone.

The flame surrounded the red eyed man.

And the boy stood still as the fire engulfed them both.

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Poet, making sense of war, humanity, love and greed. Trying to find the magic in ordinary things. I am Zee

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