What do you think about this poem?
It Burns In The Front
I am sleeping peacefully, but then i hear IT.
I hear IT, The crying baby, The screaming child, The parents trying to soothe them
Because IT Burns In The Front
I get up
I see the flickering light jumpin, jumpin, jumpin.
I smell IT, the smell so strong you want to barbeque,
yet so evil you want to cry
Because IT Burns In The Front
I hear the family stirring.
I hear Papa getting up.
I hear "Mama," and "Louis calm down," and "Hush little baby don't you cry" and all this
Because IT Burns In The Front
Everyone gathers in front where IT burns.
We see white hoods in the dark running away on horses.
We see the light crawling farther down the wood
We see ashes replacing It
But we keep our heads held high
We hold on to each other
We pray
We have faith in God
We believe what King said in his dream
Despite the fact that
The Cross Burns In The Front