Recycle
By Cooper G
green, brown, turned to black
line of fire tearing through the trees
like a human tearing
through a piece of paper
from luscious colourful tall beings
to dark skinny figures
from soft green grass on your bare feet
to crunchy, ashy dark stains
from the sickly sweet smell
to the burnt smell of destruction
Although it’s dark now
colours will eventually grow
contrast to the darkness
making them vibrant