at one kind of ending

so when the fire breaks down the last wall
you stand there naked and disdain to flee
it seemed a foolishness we'd all agree
that you would stand there during the last fall
of all that we had built nothing stands tall
and there is not a thing we want to see
as we run now the flame is the best key
but you wait there unheeding our loud call
where in the dark we left our fear to speak
you were just silent and gave no firm sign
still all we knew was that no end could come
as long as you do not say you are weak
perhaps by silence you might hold a line
or else the force of fire has struck you dumb