The red anger ran wild within me.
It exploded into balls of fire which
ignited and burned away my life.
It could have been avoided but
it came to an end that day. The
sky had once1been blue but now
it is red with anger and rage.
Now I'm not so sure where I
stand. But I am sure of one thing
and that is the fog that thus
surrounds me as I lie here and
slowly die in the setting sun.