A Prayer For Every Living Soul

Burning down all around EVERY LIVING SOUL. UP IN SMOKE, You choked? That MIRROR YOU KNOW YOU BROKE? The flames you stoked. UP IN SMOKE. Not a living soul has an ABODE to call their own. No HUT NOR HOME. Be stronger than strong sang the playing Song. Now WHO STIRRED THE VERB? EVERY LIVING SOUL HEARD THE WORD. "WELL, on the brink of the brim Of a empty bottle of rum" grunted the sober bum. HOMELESSNESS ABOUNDS. BURNING DOWN ALL AROUND. THE FIRES RAGED WITH MORE BLAZE. Then hear the FURIOUS FLAMES FLICKER AND FIGHT FOR FUEL. EVERY LIVING SOUL CRIED WITNESSING THEIR FUTURE DIE. Up in smoke, cursed the soaring bird. Quenching, down CAME The crushing DELUGE FROM HOSES, SEEMING to be every Where in mediocre DOSES. "THE END OF LIFE AS WE KNOW IT " said my fine feathered Friend first to fly. The end of life as we know it, repeated I, and I AM ON HIGH. THAT'S THE WORD. AMEN, AMEN AND AGAIN AMEN.