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Forest Fire

The rubbing of the twigs against dry leaves,

In the scorching hot weather,

Starts a pretty small fire, harmless.

Just a little rain can pull it off.

The fire climbs to one of the very tall trees,

Crawling and creeping silently to attack the others.

Silent but quickly enough,

Half of the forest is ablazed with orange red flames.

There is no way to stop the fire now,

As it spreads to the core of the forest.

Greyish black smoke can be seen above,

Clouding over the hot fiery land.

Soon enough, the whole forest is finished.

The mighty rain falls but it is too late.

The land is black, charred and left barren.

All is lost, but a tint of green sits at the outskirts of the forest.

Hope

S.H.

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One Comment

  1. Anonymous
    March 15, 2013
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    This can be a bush fire that is being talked about. However, it can also be likened to life. “Issues” like a small misunderstanding, or a rubbing of egos can start a seemingly small “fued” that if not quenched can grow into something that brings destruction till the whole “nation” or culture. But even with the destruction, there’s always hope

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