The roar of the fire was a part of them now
as it engulfed their trapped vehicle.
The noise was gut-wrenching;
a warped sickening symphony of howling jet engines,
screaming children and
fizzing Catherine wheels.
A rear tyre exploded and
as the car slumped to the ground
the rear window shattered
with a dull thud.
acrid, black, ember laden smoke
poured in through the large hole and
the heat of a blast furnace seared through them.
He shook his head softly to himself ‘so this is it then?’
He felt a jolt of icy calmness shoot through the veins of
his already singed body.
The unrelenting banshee maelstrom
shrieked and screamed
and hammered madly at the melting vehicle.
that pinned him where he sat,
he reached his hand out
through the smoke
towards his softly coughing wife.