Passion

[[OOC: So I'm not entirely sure this counts as poetry. If it does it's something like free verse and I was more or less playing around with word choice and repetition. I'm not so sure it's one of my best works ever, but I'd like to share it and see what you guys think. Lemme know ^.^ Expect more in the future.]]

Some men make fire.
Some men are forged in fire.
And there is the occasional case where-
Some men are born with fire.

A fire inside that drives them.
A fire inside that protects them.
A fire inside that guides them.
A fire inside that maddens them.

They are passionate and strong.
They are fearless and brave showing true resolve.
They will fight tooth and nail to protect their flame-
And in turn, their fire will grow.

They will be tested and tried.
They will be called harsh names and false titles.
Their motives may not be clear and because of this-
Their fire is often threatened.

People stomp it out.
People wash it out.
People do everything they can-
To kill these flames.

If you kill the flame you kill the man.
If you kill the man you stop the flame from spreading.
But I promise you one thing my friends-
You will never kill me.

Original Poem By: Ventriloquist