I remember when they burned her.

I never knew anything was wrong, and all of a sudden one day we're standing in the middle of town. Everything is blurry. How we got there, what I was thinking, I don't remember.

But I remember when they burned mama.

Papa picks me up and tries to pull me away but I see it. I see them holding her down and tying her up, but she's not screaming. She's just looking up towards where she told me Heaven would be. I wonder, if Jesus is always watching, why is he letting them take her? If all she ever did was love him, why is he letting them start such a big fire? A fire that pushes back the crowd, that looks like it will never die, that keeps getting bigger and bigger and bigger, I think it's me screaming-

"Mama!"