Bush-Fire In the Savannah
Blazing bush-fire rages in the Savannah
With bright red eyes and fast moving legs
One ponders survival of flora and fauna
But it is not an ordinary wild bush fire
With amorphous and elastic fiery tongue
He is sectarian, wise but morally corrupt
Selecting only humans and sparing the rest
He sees, smells and burns them to stillness
Searching in hotels, homestead and bushes
Licking their bottoms and fanning flames
Whirlwind sends invoices to every house
As the stars rise, twinkle and set in youth
With no expert fire extinguishers in action
And fog covering the eyesight of the victims
Savannah bush fire merry-makes uninterrupted
In the land that may soon become catacombs
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