Anthony, I’m sorry you had to live through that kind of fire. Survival leaves a mark—but also a clarity. Sometimes the personal blaze mirrors the collective one, and it takes voices like yours to remind us what’s at stake. Grateful you shared this here. 💜✨
This is really powerful!
I'm going to scream louder than ever before with the oxygen inside my lungs 💎
Then let the scream be a signal. May it crack the glass in every watchtower. 🔥📡
A very nice poem. Reminds me of an actual house fire when our house burned down.
Anthony, I’m sorry you had to live through that kind of fire. Survival leaves a mark—but also a clarity. Sometimes the personal blaze mirrors the collective one, and it takes voices like yours to remind us what’s at stake. Grateful you shared this here. 💜✨
I said more in my restack, but thank you for this poem. I will use the oxygen I have left to call 911. Lets douse this fire.
Absolutely. 💯