She burned in Badou!

She burned in Badou!

She burned in Badou!



She woke today

in a crowd in Badou

Alive, unafraid

as she wandered the rue.

When she was a girl

she had known such a world as Badou.



Fields were ablaze

with poppies in bloom.

She lingered to play

with the children at noon.

They spoke of the days

and the curious ways of Badou.

She wondered if they

would truly be saved in Badou.



She cried for the Queen of Angels.

She cried for the little Guy.

She cried for the motherless children

She cried for the hurt inside.



She burned in Badou!



When she flew away

she was long overdue.

She hoped to bring

something back she could use.

But it was clear from the start

what was rare was the heart of Badou.

The moon and the stars

weren't so far from the town of Badou.



How does if feel to be

one of the beautiful people

or haven't you heard, now.



She burned in Badou!