Burning
Fire is life,
Fire is survival.
It burns,
It heats,
For fire, is by instinct, wild and playful,
It dances in place, but the music is silent,
Fire Burns,
Fire heals,
It burns you, if you harm it,
It heals you, if you charm it,
But be careful my friend,
You Have been warned,
Fire is like greed,
Thinking only of itself,
Never letting its victims free,
Seizing everything it sees,
Sway not into its seducing light,
Or you might end up in a reducing fight,
A fight for you life,
Is what may happen,
Let it not be said that you were not warned,
I wish you good luck,
My dearest of friend,
For to fight this foe,
You might lose a toe!
Copyright © Gerardo Vasquez | Year Posted 2016
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