Fire

She was a fire, burning hot Walking amongst a throng of nameless faces And she just wanted To Contain the anger, the pain To hold the bush fire from getting out of control! All she wanted was understanding, But all she got was a near dousing experience But all she found was a cold war Against all she was, believed, and fought for Do you think you can stop her? With just a bit of earth? With just a bit of hot air? Hah! All She needs is a bit of air And she lights up pretty good So I geuss the fight has already been lost. She was a fire, burning hot!