Like Lot's Wife

Running feet
The sound of screams
The smell of sulfur
And forgotten moral themes

Yet in the city
Lies my dwelling place
And I still wish I could be there
With all my money surrounding my face

Am I crazy?
I want t go save my possessions
I even know I will die
Yet can't change the truth in these confessions

I want to squelch this feeling
I want to turn around
Perhaps I could survive
If I go quickly and stay low to the ground

Instincts prevent me from turning back
If I turn around, my body will burn
I'll return to the Earth
Even so, I want to return

I decide to take the risk
To once again tempt fate and chance
I twist my body
And die in a beautiful dance