The Sorrow, The Grief, The Tear

The sorrows that embellish fire,

The grief that ignites wrath

The tears that drop in like acid

Has the muscle to annihilate

Every relationship, every kin

The emotions that once mattered

Are all united into a tear,

A tear that drops in like acid.

Every surface it strokes,

burns into ash,

Not the ash of phoenix

But the ash of hell,

That is the power of grief,

The grief that ignites wrath.

Nothing can impede the ire,

For that which obstructs

Stands ablaze in the frenzy

Nothing remains, sans everything

That is the power of the sorrow,

The sorrow that embellishes fire.