Hot Destruction

What have I done?

Why are the animals ready to run?

I see my neighbours flee

Looking very

lost

My sweat dripping hot

Drip

Drip

Breathing not clean

Dirty

All from a matchstick

Small but mighty, weak but strong

Hotness bites my cheek

As I remember what she said

Take care of my child
or watch her suffer

I remember clear, clear as day

But as the day fades to night

I remember how

I failed her