ember

They come out of nowhere,

people rising up from the ashes,

no coordination, no plan in place,

just people who, at the same time, spread all over,

fight for each other, for what they think is right.

People can’t see where it came from,

but it was there all along,

the simmering fire, that ignites with a spark,

it spreads on the wind, with something people can’t see,

a forest fire that engulfs a nation, a world,

before you blink.

It burns bright and deadly,

no water or oxygen, barrier of any kind,

can stop the burning tidal wave,

no, it snuffs itself out, collapsing within,

it’s light flickering, trying to spread,

be free, burn brighter.

But the embers stay hot,

waiting for the next gust of wind.