Fiery Orange Hues

I watch as the sky turns red

I watch as my brother fades into the flames.

I can’t take it.

I watch him burn

with no way to stop it.

I watch his eyes go blank.


I can’t tell if he’s really gone

I’m too far away

My vision is blocked by the crowd

Who stare in awe

At the boy

Who they believe is a witch.


My motherly side of me

Wants to be next to him.

I want to save him

I want him to be far from

The smell of the burning

Of wood

And flesh

It carves a hole through my heart.


I try to hold back the flood of tears

As my face burns with

Anger, Sadness, And Guilt

Like my brother

The only difference is

I’m not actually burning

But he is.


The crackling of the fire

Fills the silence within the crowd

I wish there was something to distract me

I can’t take this mental torture any longer.

I wish it was easier to look away

from your last family member leaving you.

But something stops you from looking away

It’s like an uncontrollable force.


I stare at the fire

Frozen in place.

I don’t want to move

Or even breath.

I want time to freeze.

So I can process

what is happening.

But still I stare.

The ember illuminate his face

in a fiery orange hue.

I hate to see him like this.

I hate to see my brother

so lifeless in the flames.


He can’t die today

I need my brother.

He is all that I have.


My brother’s awaited death

makes Me want to run

And to scream.

But I can’t

I must watch in silence

And abide the law.


But the laws are wrong

The laws are killers of families and friend.

The laws are the real killers.

Not my brother.


Magic isn’t inherently wrong.

Your born magical.

You can’t help it

It’s not his fault

I know that if he could chose

He would chose to have no magic.

My brother isn’t an irredeemable monster.

So Please

Just let him go

Why can’t this stop

Why does it have to be like this

Why does the law want to paint

a harmless fourteen year old

As a criminal

When all he was,

Was a Great brother.



The injustice floods my heart

My heart pumps out uncontrollable anger

I feel it coursing throughout my veins.

With all the magic I have

He will be taken far from here.

So far that the burden of flames can’t follow.

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