Brand New

I was there when the world burned down;

ashes, and rose thorns surrounded me.

My hair, hands and eyes caught flame,

but my legs remained solid on the ground.
Now that I’ve seen the ruins of the earth,

I want the world brand new; let the soil

be nurturing, the grass green, the roses

unafraid to bloom.

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