Controlled Fire

Dancing in the darkness, 

illuminating the shadows,

flames swallow the earth.

This fire cannot be tamed,

coaxing prisoners into the heart,

making them lost to the world.

There is another kind of fire,

the one inside my stomach.

It dances the same way,

illuminating the shadow of my hope

and swallowing my doubt. 

This fire cannot be tamed,

forcing ambition out in a way

that lights up the world

and molds it into my reality.