A budding writer's collection

Molotov Cocktail

Inflammable, explosive, destructive,

Rage in a bottle

Unlit, fearing fire, scared to touch,

Rage doesn't die in the bottle,

It loses meaning.

This cocktail ain't afraid of fire,

This cocktail ain't afraid of destruction,

This cocktail ain't scared to scorch,

This rage has been corked shut.

This rage that has been contained,

What happens when it feels flames' touch?

This rage that has been contained,

Will it remember its target and the track?

Molotov cocktail, you've been thrown,

It feels like travelling at the speed of light

Molotov cocktail, you've been thrown,

It's the jailbreak you've always dreamt about.

Flames consume; it consumes you,

Flames consume; it consumes them.

Flames consume, and it's meant to be good,

Flames consume, ashes where you once stood.