For when my words burn
My voice is a fire.
It holds the power
to burn down every house in sight
every building, every door,
entire towns
and in its path
leave a soil more fertile
than the one of before.
So know that when I try
to tell you you are wrong
or to educate you
and it seems like my words
are setting you aflame,
it is not your destruction;
it is your creation.
Do with your new self what you please.
This poem is about:
Me