The Work of Fire
The fire was dancing like a demon
consuming like a glutton
full of desire licking
at lips always dry with wanting
but never full
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a war
like a graveyard
always has room for one more
still many have answered the call
to give up everything
in an attempt to quench the raging
flames festering
and flaring up in the heart of human civilizations
where fat old men have sold their souls
for just a little more power
and are willing to sacrifice their young to get some
of something that will not stop the craving
that terrible burning
that more things can never numb
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the efforts of our firefighters should be remembered
self-sacrifice is the only water
to revive the ground that selfishness has blackened
is there a love that is greater
then what is seen in the one who would give their life for a friend
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