Flaming Arrows Poem by Gio Masserati

Flaming Arrows through my head
Dart at me as laid to bed
Fiercely dashing by and by
Crimson flashing sparks do fly

Reflection burns wildly
Sparks light up my eyes
As pierced flames mirror
From dawning skies

Furry unleashed

I will not surrender
To the wicked aim
Lest I become the punching bag
One and the same

This bullseye is moving
Off of the sights harmful target
Your practice is finished here

No rugs left to sweep your pointed anger under
My house is clean
Leave and take your arrows with you
You are not welcome here

Your hate will consume you
And I do not accept your fire