Fire and the flame

A tiny spark on a warm summer day,

Caught on a bush,

Caught on the hay.

A small country farm set alight,

Hot seasons wind, drift like a kite.

The bush, the plains, the farms, the town,

Burnt to ash, burned to the ground.

People running, 

People fleeing,

People hearing, 

People seeing,

Destruction and ruin, 

The aftermath hits,

No more homes, just large, smokey pits.

Families band together to save,

What’s left by the fire, 

After the last wave.