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Let the Fire Burn
The fire is blazing behind the hill and the animals are running wild in the street pushing the traffic in another direction. Clouds of dust emerge from the sky sending particles flying in the air, landing on roof tops and engulfing the entire avenue, while the village people looked on with curiosity as the fire burn deep into their dignity. Screams and shouts bellow from the village floor and you can hear the banging on the doors, the cry for help sound the alarm but soon or later the voice gets softer, and the sound fades and death takes the body away. The fire continues to rage in the hills, melting everything in its path, pulling down powerline and trapping the canine its it kennels. It had nowhere to go, and the fire penetrates it from the head and in five second the dog was dead. What curse lies in the village gate, what curse the ancestors have made, they are coming to life again and you must meet them on the other side. The evening’s gets blacker, and the village gets emptier, and the people kept moving away from the disastrous place with salvage bundles on their head; everyone moves about in frenzy without a proper destination. The exodus moves to the west and another group moves to the south and the exodus began to shout and the bucket is full to the brim. No water in the stream to water the northern dreams. No water in the fountain to water the Nothern mountain but they journey on, and destiny leads them on. The thick black smoke ran a marathon up the hill burning everything and took down the entire village: I could feel the heat inside as it drew close to my side. The fire is burning in my soul and my spirit is out of control. A spark of hope fell in the grass and sets my mind on fire, water could not put it out, but love watches it smolder to the ground and destiny held it in place to win the final big race. The fire inside my heart continues to burn and the fire in my mind continues to ignite the entire town, the call came just in time and destiny brought us together.
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