Flames in the Night Sky

I watch as my family pours oil inside of the barrel, then sets it ablaze,
All I hear is beers popping and the fire crackling in the wind.
My eyes drying up as I sit near the fire,
I look into the night sky drifting off to sleep.
I am woken up by a loud rainy storm,
Motorbikes revving and cars driving past.
I feel the soft sand between my fingertips,
I see a colossal snake slithering on past.
The fire still crackling and trees dancing in the wind,
Clouds floating around grey or white.
The rain has passed,
All I feel is the dusty wind hit my body,
And then calmness.