The power to shape, the power to rise
The power to light a fire in our eyes
It gives us reason, it gives us control
It gives us a way to burn through our soul
So every time I look and sigh
Every time I fail to try
I fear that I must live a lie
Because the forest is still dying.
We cut it up and burn it down
And all to give is a little frown
A frown that says "oh what a shame"
A frown that never takes the blame
Because the people who take shall never return
So the Earth continues to burn.
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Words of Fire
PoetryA series of poems and short stories that all bear a similar burning passion. Fire is complex and meaningful, with many different ways to portray it, so through these words you may find what fire really means to you...
