Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Tragic Tale

Two young children were left alone

In a ghetto tenement flat.

No heat and both chilled to the bone,

Made a small fire, around it sat.

Window blew open and the wind

Spread sparks from the fire all around.

Ceiling flames began to descend.

Path to safety could not be found.

Minutes later rescuers came

And pulled the children's bodies' out.

News reports called it such a shame,

A needless tragedy no doubt.

A rescue from that fire I got,

But my younger sister did not.