A Poem from the Trinity of Mind Series.
Versus fire, her leather body armor fails.
It burns, it chars, it peels, as ash, it falls,
sliced and stripped by colorful, cutting blades.
Baptized by fire intended to stop her breath.
A glow of courage protects, prevents her death.
She grins to mock her torturers with mirth.
A naked knowledge reveals her time is short,
But external bonds protect with their retort.
Four forever friends arrive in her last hour,
Rescued by thralls she bonded with her care.
(J. Abram Barenck, Jan 29, 2023)