As I made the footprints of red and yellow, 

The flames rose higher and higher,

The inferno had already engulfed the town below, 

It had started… the fire. 

 

The billowing blaze, 

Baked grass,

Robust day, 

The land was sparse. 

 

The flushed grey sky,

Gave emptiness to the entirety of life, 

The sirens blare, children cry, 

The flames started, 

Colossal strife.