My Fire Burns White Hot

My name is Imeria

And my fire burns hot

I am the son of Van Holieo

He is the living flame

I too am a flame

But I am a different kind

I do not burn like a bonfire

I do not burn for everyone to see

I am the small fire of a torch

A small white hot flame

Much hotter and intense

Than a regular fire

I am a man

But not like my father

He has a spirit of fighting

I have a different spirit

I have a spirit of courage

I am able to go against my father

Go against my tribe

And join a new church

When I see something good

I am able to bring it into my life

Despite what others think

I have a spirit of courage

My father thinks that I am no good

I’m not aggressive

I’m not violent

But I am courageous

I am the son of a flame

And though I don’t burn as big

Or as noticeable,

I burn much, much hotter

My name is Imeria

My fire burns white hot