Living Fire
By Lord R.e. Taylor
Watch that fire burning
How it appears to be alive
Being tortured by the heat
As it reaches skyward for help
Listen to the screams as it crackles
Almost crying for it all to stop
Watch as pieces of it float away
Carried away on the slightest breeze
So next time you want marshmallows
Or to dry your socks after a rain
Remember that the fire you will use
It may have feelings and fears
The flames just cannot tell you
Not that you would listen anyway
© Poem – IV/III/MMXXVI
LRET
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