The bomb

Surrounded by shreds
And mixed in darkness, drowned in black powder
I am entombed
At the gentle tug,
I await to speak
Reach and touch everyone
Merge with them as they encase me
In their flesh and blood
I do not wish to do so
Yet I am to, at a moments notice
When I am called for
And against my will
I shall
My raging fire shall light up around me
And I shall wail loud
Deafening those that are around
Some shall crawl away from me
Others shall be with me
As I cease to exist
Would they wave to me on that final journey as we all walk along