Cold Ashes

I am really proud of this poem, came up with it before Gaga started calling us her little monsters. I hope you like it.

In the dark lonely night
Cold ashes are free
Free to think
Free to speak
Free to write
Free to love
In the lonely night
Cold ashes are free

Cold ashes are strong
They fight against what’s really wrong
Fight against silence
Fight against injustice
Fight against a monster
A legendary Monster

The monster blows the ashes
But cold ashes don’t die
Cold ashes fly
Cold ashes spread their words
Cold ashes always win

And from now on
Cold ashes are free
Once more, they are free
Free to speak
Free to write
Free to think
But most importantly
Cold ashes are free to Love each other

Now that, cold ashes are free
The mother fire sees with envy their freedom
Their liberty, their loyalty to each other
And loyalty to themselves
Every flame wishes to be a Cold Ash
But only those brave enough will be

Cold ashes are free, truly free at last
Because they were freed long ago
Freed by a Lady of Golden hair
And with sweet tender voice
Thanks to her
Finally cold ashes are free

To The Lady of Golden Hair, from a Cold Ash