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


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