The Very Essence Of My Being
I am fire
Blind rage attacking a blank page
I started as a small flame
Campers slowly added branches, paper, and pollution
I became too large to contain
I am fire
The energy that keeps you warm in the winter
The gas that feeds mouths of the hungry
The force that consumes your heart
And spits it out as ash
I am fire
I can warm souls
Feed the poor
Guide those in the dark
Or destroy
You decide what my purpose is for you