"Censorship"

'Fire!'
She screams.
'In the library!'
She grabs at each passer- by
Trying to get their attention.
Some people stop,
Look at her,
And shake their heads.
They know nothing but
What they see and that,
Makes her crazy.

'Please, oh please'
She cries,
'Save my books.'
And with each side-ways glance,
Her heart sinks.
The fire burns bright,
But only in her own mind
As each,
Blue uniformed arsonist
Slowly makes their way
Through the wooden oak doors.

In a rage of passion
She throws herself at them,
Screaming and baring
Her teeth.
Each pointed sharp
And dripping with venom.
Her eyes roll back,
Insider her head.

She looks chaotic,
Dangerous,
Feline.
With one snap of her jaw
She bites at their hands,
Trying to knock down their
Matches.

A shriek fills the night
As two of them reach out
And pluck her from
The others.
She is restrained,
Caged,
Locked away to watch
As they continued to
Destroy her home.

'Criminals'
She hisses,
'Bloody damn criminals'
And she rattles her chains.
It is only when,
They are finished burning,
That they release her.

Slowly,
As if each bone in her body
Is broken, she rises.
Her feet brush the ground
Covered in ash,
And she dances
And weeps,
Her tears hidden
By the rain.