Rebel To Hell

Glowing crimson heat

Delicate, strong,

Beautiful

Stare

Into flame

I contemplate again

Move toward it

Tear falls

Wimper

Gun

Against back

Not this time

Move toward it

They took

Everything

Son,

Wife, home

It's all gone

The gun butt

Hits me

Step

Pain

Delicate, strong

Glowing crimson heat

They can't succeed

I burn

Scream

Tear

From eye

Almost evaporates instantly

Bodies, rotting flesh

My son’s

Body

Dead

I failed

But at least

They didn’t

Kill

Me

Not today

Not ever again.