Homunculus

FISTS OF FURY BEAT THE STABLE WALLS--
IS THE VENGEANCE POURING FROM HER EYES
ENOUGH TO CHANGE THE CHEMISTRY
OF THE BOUNDARIES THAT SURROUND HER IN THIS PRISON?
THE FIRE RAGES, EXPLODING EVERY OBJECT NEAR TO HER
BUT NO ONE EVER COMES TO SET HER FREE.
SHE WATCHES THE SMOKE THAT COILS,
THE FLAME THAT GLOWS,
FEELS THE CHAOS COMING
THAT WOULD SUFFOCATE HER HEART,
THE HATE THAT SEARS HER ORGANS ONE BY ONE.

IF ONLY SHE COULD BE TRANSFORMED,
AWAKEN AS A HORSE OR SOME BETTER ANIMAL,
NOT HUMAN,
AND HAVE THE STRENGTH TO LEAVE THIS PLACE.
IF ONLY SHE COULD TURN HER GAZE SKYWARD
THAT THE ANGELS MIGHT ABSORB HER.