Fire Song Poem by Mohammad Younus

A spark
flies into the air
sits on
the thatched roof
of a hermit's hut;
The roaring flames
produce fiery
sounding waves;
that go up
in the air to tell
the watching God:
'We have done your job'
Whole village in flames!
Women, children, and old
whoosh, wail, and moan!
Young playing
with their lives
try to douse
the arrogant flames;
Old Hermit calm and quiet
sits with his Bamboo Flute
and sings a Fire Song
'Thank you Holy Fire!
You light up the
whole village!
But only after you
annihilate
the whole village! '

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