Yes I was There

Yes, I seen the house burn,
Yes, I saw the flames blister without care,
Yes, I knew people were inside,
Yes, I heard their screams and cries,
Yes, I walked within,
I mean.. why wouldn't I ?

Yes, I felt the heat that almost pierced my skin,
Yes, I strolled through each room seeing the unidentified, detached bodies,
in their remarkable sins,
Yes, I left without a care,
Yes, I the one who saw and witnessed this,

The one who had the matches,
The one who stroke and heard it clap against the pack,
The one who gently threw it upon,
The one who wanted them to pay,
The one who was determined to feel at ease and erase,
all memories of that day,

I looked back at that burned house with a fresh smirk pressed on my face,
I hear a slight whisper saying,
" Well done, They deserved it",
I turned and walked away,
Yes, I seen the house burn,
and if anyone asks,
Yes, I was there