Microstory 56: This Thing on Fire

This isn't a poem, but a song. That doesn't appear to be an option here. I wrote it last year. But I didn't REALLY write it. It's by a musical artist named Peter Fireblood. I've mentioned him before.

We’re gonna light this thing on fire!

We’re gonna set this place ablaze

We’re gonna watch as all the people come

just to see how much hell that we raised!

We’re gonna wait for the cops to roll in

And bind our wrists and legs

We’re gonna look the judge right in his eye!

And persuade him to throw out the case!

We’ll return to the scene of the crime

And fix what we had done

Then we’ll light a single wondrous match

And burn that place right down again!

Oh I love, how I love, to see the world transform from red to black

Oh I know, I know that they can’t understand how we fell out of whack

Soon the day will come to pass when you and I live on no more

I hope that before that day comes we leave a mark they can’t ignore!