The smoke started on the floor below

The smoke started on the floor below
And the flames rose high
And those above the fire
Feared they would die

It was a dreadful loss of freedom
Because of some fools plan
To replace the fireproof cladding
With fire loving jam

The stairwells smoked like chimneys
As people hurried down
“Go back you people to your flats”
Said the stupid clown

This was typical authorative verbiage
You’ll hear it all the time
As if following orders was better
Than saving lives

It was typical British thick upper lip
To go down with the ship
Oh yes it still exists
To leave the poor and save the rich
Then to cover it over
Like slow falling snow on a fire

The people yelled, the people screamed
Where is my wife, my daughter, my son
Burning up there in the sky
Burning, burning in flat 21

Author: blackbird212012

I am interested in multimedia work: songwriting, art, and creative writing. I have been involved also in theatre and music performances.

2 thoughts on “The smoke started on the floor below”

  1. The most dreadful catastrophic failure. I watched in horror as that building burned. Having previously worked in fire prevention/protection, the fact that it never should have happened is sickening.


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