The house, my house, sits alone on the street.

The burned house from my doing,

Whatever wasn’t burnt was stolen.

Whatever wasn’t stolen stayed there

Burning in the flames

Being burnt to the ground.

The fire swallowed all the house,

The fire,

The fire ate it all

The fire took the whole family, my whole family.

The burnt ashes of the house still sit on the street

With the burnt ashes of mothers, fathers, brothers, and sisters.

When the fire went down, it took everything within it.

It took the lives of hearts and souls,

It took my heart and shattered it

The house took everything with it.