A
small fire
It's
a welcoming sight
It
gives us warm
It
shelters us from the cold
It
gives us light
In
the darkness we watch
Gathering
of people
Singing
all kind of songs
The
reflections of shadows
Dancing
the day or night away
Feeling
the happy moments
Forgetting
where we are
When
fire turn bad
The
raging hormones of fire
Galloping
like wild horses
Stampede
in the homes
Along
its way
The
souls are taken alive
The
burning fire never stop
It
spreads its wings of death
Only
when firemen arrive
Knock
its speed to the ground
The
simmering smoke in the air
The
gasping of breath slowly die
The
fire is a friend
Sometimes
it turns ugly
Loss
of lives and properties
The
crying pain and sorrow
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