Air acrid from smoke and fear,
murky with ash and exhaustion
and the misery of uncountable souls.
Flames pillage the setting sun,
fiery orange vision against the sky,
incinerating miles of lives.
murky with ash and exhaustion
and the misery of uncountable souls.
Flames pillage the setting sun,
fiery orange vision against the sky,
incinerating miles of lives.
1 comment:
Powerful piece of writing, Marianne. Yes, it is heartbreaking.
Love,
Pammy
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