Dragon Fire Poem by Kieran Whatley

burning bushes,
buildings and
beds, killing
countless with no rest
No one can stop it before
it's too late. More and more,
we hear a roar here comes the fire
tears and ashes. There in the fire. Do you see?
We must see this fire end. Water, dirt no that won't
work only time can help. This is dragon fire pouring in from a
dragon's mouth. Streaming death from pale sand with wings heat
Is taking over. Need some water touching this will have you beat
Black and brown broken and burned, baked from this dragon fire. We are
Digging for our lives, tunnels and walls no more sky we need to survive. Sad
and sobbing is what we are as that was dragon fire. We lost 15 maybe more
most were wing watchers. Recruiting more we learn so much. We can
never leave this underground prison for more than a few hours.
We need to live safely. Giving the treasure is what we
Will do to stop any more awful deadly
dragon fire!