There once burned a fire

Back at the very beginning, when it seemed that they were winning

Long before he knew her only devotion was pledged to sinning

A hunger she passed as passion, took them so high till it went crashing

Her need for love was a veiled ruse for cash to keep her in fashion

Where once sat a cauldron filled with love

One he used to believe came from above

Just a cracked broken pot in a funeral pyre

Cold and lonely, but there once burned a fire

It went out with all her lies, a broken shell huddles alone and cries

Beat up, shunned and defecated, love suffocated, still he tries

Fixated on a memory of a glance, used with cunning to induce romance

Lying there gasping for air, his love begged one last chance

Where once sat a cauldron filled with love

One he used to believe came from above

Just a cracked broken pot in a funeral pyre

Cold and lonely, but there once burned a fire

His cries fell upon her deaf ears, like they had been doing for years

She kept the gaslight burning brightly to allay all of his fears

And when she grew tired of her game, with a tap of herfinger erased his name

Time for another to tickle her fancy, and then she will again do the same

Where once sat a cauldron filled with love

One he used to believe came from above

Just a cracked broken pot in a funeral pyre

Cold and lonely, but there once burned a fire

So sad to see it like this, cause there once burned a fire…

Tim Windisch

7 18 2026