Gods Of Heat

Spreading along the forest terrains,

Like a racing cheetah at its highest pace.

People are struggling to explain,

About this disaster but there is no trace.

Unlucky animals, burnt away,

Like a terrified baby, crawling away.

Their ashes connect, to create a path,

It accurately leads to the fire of wrath,

Itself…

This fire over all, is the god of heat,

Don’t let it in your room, they won’t make it neat.

People are trapped, they try to pray,

Goodnight, Black Friday.