Hey all =) I know, I know, I should be working on After the Flames. It's coming along, I swear! But this popped into my head so I just had to run with it. It's a little poem about Skinner, taking place right after he saved Tom from the flamethrower. Hope you like it, please R&R! BTW, I realize a fear of fire is actually called Arson phobia, but I think Pyrophobia sounds better.
Disclaimer: If you think I actually own anything you're nuts.
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Fire always was his greatest fear
Yet somehow he managed to persevere
Against the thing which he dreaded most
To save a man to whom he was close.
The flames had been all around
They seemed to pursue him, much like a hound
Searing his skin
Was he being punished for some evil sin?
He tried to pray, to repent for his misdeeds
But it seemed as if he would not be forgiven for his creeds
He let out a scream as he fell to his knees
He couldn't help but be glad he had given Mina a squeeze.
Looking up he found his friend to be well
But happy as he was, he could not dwell
On the pleasant thought
For no matter how hard he fought
He could not keep the pain at bay
Perhaps now the League would know he would not betray
Any whom he managed to befriend.
As he lay there thinking about his untimely end
He saw the boy trying to give him a hand
It was then he managed to understand
While most tended to find him annoying at best
Sawyer was obviously different from the rest.
Seeing the tears in the young man's eyes
He did his best to put up a guise
Joking about the way he was painfully burned
He was secretly overjoyed someone was finally concerned.
Perhaps he was right to have faced his fears.
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Was it good? Was it bad? Please tell me what you thought! Push the button, you know you want to push the button…it sings a hypnotic song to you…push it…push it…push it.