They started a bonfire,
with lit cigarettes
and hollowed bottles
littering the damp soil.
Bathed in the archaic glow
of the moon and fire
they danced
swaying blithely to the music.
Their wrath, sorrow
and oppression
fueling the raging fire.
The flames rose higher,
daring
to burn the sky.
They danced
with the flames,
embers melting into the night sky.
The heat
burnt their numb skins
and they watched solemnly
as the flames
flickered and crackled.
The city lights
twinkled in the distance
but they were
lost in a limbo
- finally free.
