Smoke
on the mountain
The
black colour rising to the sky
The
motorists on the road
The
traffic lights will stop them
The
graveyard on both sides
The
motorists will see everyday
Driving
along the road
The
smoke rising in their eyes
In
the evening of the day
Many
will come home to stay
On
the road they will see
The
black smoke rising to the sky
Many
calls to the fire brigade
The
officer says he will take the action
In
the night the smoke and fire
The
late night everything falls to normal again
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