the arsonists....
take them
bake them
slowly barbecue them
toast them
roast them
show them how it feels....
poke them
smoke them
in the falling ashes
oil them
boil them
show them how it feels....
fling them
sling them
in the burning branches
toss them
cross them
show them how it feels....
turn them
burn them
in exploding houses
heave them
leave them
show them how it feels...
Joy Weare,
11th February, 2009.
This is written in anger. This is my response
to the fact that some of the bushfires in Victoria
were actually started by arsonists.
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