When Fire Wants Friends
When fire needs friends
it does not go to homes
the highway and paths it ignores
there friends do live not
Fire will travel to the bush
there a lot of freedom flourishes
plenty of oxygen, food and drink
to fill its stomach it finds
In the bush fire meets friends
broken wood and plastics
poor old leather and hair dregs
fire sings as friends dance
In the bush fire sings and whistles
His friends dance reggae in smoke
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