Numb Against the Fire

The sky bleeds red, but no one stares. We walk on

cracks that lead nowhere. A whisper drowns in a noise of steel.

Does anyone care how the broken feel? The earth grows. The clock ticks

slow. Where does the outrage go? You

run against the fire. The flames climb higher. Higher.

Screaming hearts fade into the wire. I'm numb, I'm numb, against the fire.

Glass cities rise but the roots are dry. A child cries beneath a

paper sky. We build our walls to keep out the storm.