Change of Faith
Follow teh riretrucks down teh road.
Three miles is as far as you'll
Have to go.
Nearly 100 volunteers at the
Sene of the violent firestorm.
20 acrs and and 22 thougsand gallons
Of water used.
The heartbreak of that day
Tasted more bitter than ever known.
The slowly falling of the house,
Made me choke down the rock,
In my throat as I swallowed.
The unbelievable sight sounded as if
Two cars had colladid at a high rate of speed.
The devastation came,
But has yet to leave.
Clean up had to come,
And brought the harsh burnt smell.
So overwhelming,
Would have made your stomach turn,
As would rotten food.
We dug and searched,
To find what maybe left.
The full remains,
Were only of a few items.
Two plates, coins, destroyed jewelry,
and an elephant,
Was all that was found.
Copyright © Amber Davis | Year Posted 2010
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