Brave

The sky is gray The blue reflection from the ocean is hiding today The rain that would be falling from the clouds above, is not wet but more a white gray dust Each piece drops just like snow, but they are not formed as flakes That fall with grace, No They are in shapes of broken hearts from the ones who watched their valuables burn and depart And playing in puddles with ashes is depressing and so very sad Especially when you know someone's life has changed and you can't do much but pray And try not to feel so bad No smiles are worn when walking under the clouds that mask the sun Removing surrounding oxygen suffocating life without reason I feel sadness for the lives this ball of flame reorganized they were just living and here comes an uncomforting comforter , thick with flames that paralyze No regard for the people in those places just living life, it burns whatever it touches doesn't show mercy Or love Just takes until it decides when it’s done Innocent men and women At war with embers and flames Fighting this war against a firewall of flames That the wind antagonizes to grow with great strength Seems a delusional game these brave humans play When battling fires that have no empathy