The Sparks

The cigarette sparks Though small were non-bargaining They turned cargoes into cinders Thick smoke Circling into the air Before the fire engine arrived While some flames still lingered Amongst smoking debris The last wall crumbled And hollow darkness occupied The spaces left Amidst the fire remains The smeared poles and pillars Some people started collecting any valuables In the miserable debris Before the police arrived Sad to say The causes of disasters Are not restricted to careless sparks But rumours,greeds,crimes and political tricks On purposes They are more disastrous Turmoil arose even very much greater