Mountain On Fire Poem by White Tiger

I look beyond my balcony
At a mountain coughing smoke
It seems to be in agony
As it has started to choke

Molten rock and burning breeze
Begin a downhill run
Where once there were flowers and trees
And now there are none

Don't quote me, for I may be wrong
But wild horses, here, roamed free
Even birds sang all day long
Whom people from all over came to see

Nothing, not even my balcony remain
From the anger shown by this mountains pain
Spewing its core with nothing to gain
Leaving behind a charred terrain.


C. Vergara
07.02.2008