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[aid] => mick
[title] => Flaming Death
[time] => 2004-03-19 21:26:40
[hometext] => Uhhhh... the poem's about a person being burned at the stake. I'm scared to death of fire, so I don't know why I wrote this...
[bodytext] => I walk along the path, tears streaming down my face. People yell and taunt, jeering and screaming. They judged me and voted me a witch. They lie! I have no such powers! Yet still I walk the lonely road, as I had done my whole life. I stepped onto the stake, pleading with God to spare me. They start the fire and light the wood piles at the bottom. After much poking and prodding, a flame arises from the branches at my feet. I feel the heat surround my, like a giant wall. All I can hear is people cheering on the flames, egging them higher and higher. I hear the cracking of the fire. It gets hotter and hotter, getting closer to touching me. There is finally contact. I scream in agony. The moment the crowd has been waiting for, the fire has enveloped me. The blinding flames lick my skin, leaving blistering kisses. I scream and cry and kick about, but I’m tied to this pole. No matter how much I squirm and writhe, I cannot get out. The smoke is pouring into my lungs, it’s getting harder to breath. The searing is overwhelming. I begin to slump in place, nothing but the ropes are holding me erect. The I see a light in the sky, as I plead with God. I reach up to meet it, leaving my blackened smoke-filled body. The torturous burning is gone. No more having to hide. No more fiery tongues cooking my insides. No more lying tongues either. I am free of people. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 191 [topic] => 25 [informant] => WorthlesSanity666 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => MiscPoems )
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