Death by Neglect

Driving east towards the dentist

I am trapped in the hot capsule of my car.

The sun 

a magnifying glass through the windscreen 

burns my leg

inside the material of my jeans.

It reddens the skin on my arm

already  stained 

with raised spots of

solar keratoses.

Only sun damage.

Not death

 by fire

by searing flames

by chemical smoke

by someone's

neglect.

And 

greed.

Someone who did not live alongside

 the 600 people -

man

woman

child -

inside

that tall

 unprotected

 box in the sky 

 they called

 home.

 Now a black

smoking

skeleton,

 water hosed

 down 

and out.

A careless capsule

 of

death.

An  agony

 of

outrage

 for

those 

left 

alive.

And damaged.