A beautiful world of tragedy’s
Flames of fiery
Flames made of anger and rage
Flames made of god and his frustration
Green gone and turned to dust
Gone to never be seen again
Disappear to ashes
To cover the earth
To remind us of a tragedy we built
Life’s run in terror
Life’s give out
Life’s die
Life’s we cannot take back
Rain floods the ocean of ashes
Flames die down
Down into the dirt
Leaving behind a city of helpless souls
And another reason we must change
This poem is about:
Our world