There Is a Fire, Raging Wild
There is a fire, raging wild
inside this lonely child.
He's trying to speak
but his voice is too weak.
Everyone thinks he has nothing to say,
but that will certainly change today.
The bullies will probably stop their game,
once they've tasted his raging flame.
So ten children have died today.
What else is there to say?
There is a fire, raging wild
inside this lonely child.
Poetry by Daybreaker
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Written on 2006-12-04 at 00:22



