Fire poem

Sweeping through the endless forests
Burning towering trees to the ground
Overwhelming innocent shrubs and bush
Making a sinister crackling sound
Killing creatures, big and small
Few can tame, few survive
Though a murderer, a wildlife assassin
It does help many trees to thrive
The seeds are freed by the burning blaze
As heat is key to their wooden prison
Its burning soul, an assistance to all
Warming houses, a winter tradition
It threatens homes
But it backburns zones
Without the firemen
You’ll be prone
Heat can summon deadly fires
If air’s provided so it can breathe
Just add fuel to fill its stomach
A burning nightmare, catching the breeze