Let wild fires burn
Let hearts jump
Leap with each burn
Silence fossils edges
Of cindered soil
Canvas of painted red
Fills the sky
Yellow straw
Yields barrels of
Starvation to be fed
Burnt ground
Silence fills
The despair
Thinning of the bread
Rumbling sounds
Blossoms faded
By heat
Insects insist
Into retreat
No rumbling of blacked air
No rain just despair
Dry softened canvas
Damaged beyond compare
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