Fahrenheit 451

January 14, 2014

Burn the house, burn the meadow

Everything but sky turned to shadow

Using flames while being rash

Turning the memories back to ash

Erasing his role in that place to start anew

Climbing forth from the residue,

A great new world he must create

This was Montag’s fueled fate.

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keithts95Jan 14, 2014

<p>A poem based on the book, Fahrenheit 451.</p>