Treasure Island

Pacific Hernandez

(September 17,1937 / Marikina City)

F i r e


The Earth by fire was born, and it is said
that sadly, too, will have a fiery end

Fire in nature keeps the Jack Pines alive
And so it helps the Kirtland’s Warbler thrive

Fire is a tool, can be a foe or friend
A Man’s ally as he in comfort lives

But fire by Man snaps off human lives
By firepower, by radiation, by gas
It warms the globe, it melts the caps of ice
Raises the sea level, it makes the floods
The cause by the millions of men’s demise

If in Man’s heart the fire of love will glow
In peace the world around would ever go

Submitted: Wednesday, November 13, 2013

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