I am the kerosene that awaits the spark
For you I will burn high and reach the sky
I will burn a village or two from hilltop and back
Can you imagine the damage and destruction we can do?
All I ask from you now is to ignite,
But you do not instead you stray from me and burn out
I ask myself why thou not ignite me?
I told you my intentions but yet you do not come
Instead you let the flame die,
And I ask myself why?
Then the question comes cross my mind that draws the final conclusion:
Are you my Spark?