Hes going to burn I want to see.

 

Forty thousand family members assemble from far and near,

 

bringing creations and selves to share;

 

to this annual reunion, giving to a community with collective soul and reason.

 

Together, we celebrate our mans creation then pre-ordained ruin:  

 

an inferno his destiney lighting the blackened sky.

 

Flames journey from his ankles towards his neck.

 

Multitudes rejoice around this shrine and pyre,

 

his final fall brings cries of exaltation,

 

A blissful gathering: a carnival of dance, (covered in ash).

 

Hes going to burn I have to see.

 

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