Forest Fire

Blind wind's child drops his toys

Gathers his axe shreds his nursery

To falling eroded tatters recieves no punishment

Shrouded and hidden in a house of smoke and silence



Blind wind's child screams a devestating tantrum

Across the deadening oceans

Tears his claws into cowering forests

Wrecks the best built mountains to hollow sandpits

Screams unheard in a house of smoke and silence



Blind wind's child scurries for safety

Into what corners are left cowers in quiet

Frantic hungry fear feels the stillness

Utterly alone knifes his name into the floor

In the basement of his house of smoke and silence


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