Flame On

From love's dying embers, rose a wisp of smoke.
Slowly fanned from the within, a flame grew.
Carefully I sheltered it inside my bitter soul,
As it turned into a blazing fire, strong and true.
Righteous indignation heated my cold hate;
It changed my spirit, and lit my whole being.
I drew my strength from its burning caress,
From head to toe a feverish heat I was feeling.
With each day I grow stronger and stronger.
Do not be fooled, I will look you in the eye:
With a voice you never heard before, you will know.
"You may have lit an arson pyre, but I did not die.
You have turned me into a phoenix, bright, reborn!"
If you realize what you've started, you will not tell.
Brave Marine, can you rally round 'Simper Fi' in hell?