My disaster poem

Fire!

The myraid of reds, oranges, yellows rose into the sky and destroyed everything around:

I wished desperately for my family to be found:

My life was burnt to ashes as I witnessed this heart-breaking scene:

This fire was blistering, devastating and mean:

Desperate, terrified, petrified, I screamed for help!

This fire just roared back at me like it was a lion:

This draconion fire was a hostile force that, despite the destruction showed no remorse:

My belongings and memories being engulfed in the flames:

Why, why did this have to happen to me?

The flames just carried on rising and rising a beacon to anything in its way:

Panic filled my body as all hope ebbed away…

By Charisma

 

 

 

 

 

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