I heard sirens
as I went to bed last night.
I had to wonder who was now dead.
More, I had to wonder
who’d hurt another
and if that other knew pain.
If we’ve all hurt,
why would anyone
stab another
until they bleed crimson red?
Unless they wanted
some sort of justice. Revenge.
Vengeance. Retribution.
A hug.
I started to understand their pain.
It was then when I thought
it was probably only just a fire.