Phoenix

Akira Merchant

Where am I? 

What is this place? 

I know I'm here, 

But why do I see my face? 

There is a suffocating smog of despair approaching. 

I look over my shoulder and see a fire encroaching. 

Suddenly I know, 

I must go. 

My home is just beyond me, 

Where my family lies oblivious. 

One by one I convince them to leave. 

We escape with time to spare, 

Yet to my horror there were more. 

I turn back for them as my home explodes 

And I am greeted with my unharmed grandparents. 

Rising out the fire, 

Like a phoenix.