Wildfire
The hiss and snap of a lethal snake
Crackling through the sky, through the forest he rakes
Down all of the trees, plants, and innocent creatures
Burning them horribly to grotesque features
Red, orange, and yellow consuming the earth
Taking the forest away from its worth
And leaving behind the tattered old remains
The snake has won, the land in its chains
Of greed, power, the snake's lifelong slave
For when all hope is gone, there’s no room for the brave.
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